October 7, 2019 Stow to Lyndon, Vermont

A Bad Day at Blackrock ( actually at Stowe)

Image above is certainly a sight one would never wish to see. I had no troubles driving from Canaan, NH to Stowe, Vermont last Saturday, the RV ran just fine. I did top off my gas tank in Enfield, NH on the way over to Vermont. On Sunday, when I started the motorhome up to move from one space in the campground to across the way to another, it started sputtering and all but stalled out. After just limping across the road to the other site, the RV slowly died out.

Hoping it was just water in the gas I added in Enfield, I put in some dry gas and waited, hoping for the best. Unfortunately, that did not do the trick, so on Tuesday, after talking to some mechanics in Stowe, none of whom could help me out anyhow, since they were all booked solid, I called Good Sam Roadside Assistance and explained the situation to them. They decided having me towed to a truck mechanic in Lyndon, Vermont was the way to go.

So Tuesday morning the wrecker arrived and we did the journey to Lyndon, 70 miles away. Fortunately, the trip went without any real problems and I had them park me just outside the garage’s security fence so I could stay in the motorhome until they got ready to work on it Thursday.

So, late Tuesday afternoon, I loaded the camera gear and drove north to hopefully find some color in the last few hours of daylight.

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And so I did at Lake Willoughby, actually some rather brilliant color.

There were several isolated patches of nice color along the road north as I raced against the retreating light of day.

Not sure what kind of tree this is, but I love the deep purples you find occasionally mixed in with the maples.

It was starting to get a little dark by the time I got to these last two shots.

This is a splice of 3 separate shots showing what happens in these fields at dusk. The fading light brings the deer and turkeys out to feed.

I got a good night’s sleep in the RV back at the garage and am going to head north and west on Wednesday along Vermont Route 105 to see what the color looks like up there while I wait for the work to commence on the motorhome Thursday.

Stay tuned!

 

October 3, 2019 Canaan, New Hampshire

 

Bog Road in Enfield, NH

I lived and photographed in the Enfield area for over 30 years and this short wetlands section of Bog Road in Enfield Center has always been the go to spot for early fall color, and this year is no exception.

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The bright maples along the water’s edge and the greens and subdued colors farther up the mountain background make for some nice shots.

But on an overcast morning like this was, with barely a breath of air moving, this is the place to get some very interesting foliage reflection shots.

I hope you agree!

I spent about two hours here this morning before the breezes came up and patiently walked the quarter mile stretch of road searching for the best vantage points for these reflection shots.

This road services several gravel pits so there is a bit of heavy truck traffic and every time one would pass, there would be a several minute interruption in shooting theses reflections, waiting for the grasses to stop swaying and the wind blown water ripples to subside.

I usually used those interruptions to shoot more of the colorful surroundings of the wetland.

If you are ever in the area on a calm, overcast morning in the fall, this place is worth a look.

I will probably spend another day here visiting my sister and then head over into Vermont to check out the color at the higher elevations along Route 100.

October 1, 2019 Magical Morning on the Kancamagus

I awoke to the sound of rain dancing on the roof of the motorhome, thinking I had yet another day of venturing out in nasty weather and being frustrated in my attempts to capture any decent foliage shots.

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My game plan today was to be out and headed across the Kancamagus Highway by first light, then break camp and drive down to Canaan, NH to stay a few days with my sister.

In spitting rain and patchy fog, I headed down Route 93 to the Kancamagus, stopping in a few places to get closeup foliage shots, the only kind available in the  inclement weather.

As you can see from the above photo, the fog showed little sign of lifting, yet it was possible to see that there was some great color along the highway.

As I progressed along the highway, despite the fog and drizzle, I had to stop often to get shots of the roadside colors …

… very brilliant colors, that often are made even more so by the soft white light of overhead fog.

For a short stretch, the fog lifted somewhat …

… then as I approached the highest point on the highway …

… I was back in dense fog, or was this a cloud? Whatever it was, it made it impossible to appreciate the colors along the road.

Over the highway’s highest point and the weather showed signs of giving me a reprieve.

Though the skies never did clear, at least the fog lifted enough to allow some more distant shots by the time I reached Willey Pond in Crawford Notch.

That row of colorful trees just above the pond was one of the most impressive sights along the highway and fortunately the weather improved enough for me to be able to capture a few images of this magical scene.

The rest of the trip was once again in and out of the fog, but the colors remained quite impressive.

The colorful hillside around the Silver Cascade Falls was just being revealed as I pulled off the road to get a shot of the Cascade.

Unfortunately, the dry fall, up until this point at least, made for a less than impressive image of this 300 foot waterfall.

After completing the loop of the Kancamagus, Bear Notch Road, and Route 302 back to my campsite, I figured I had time before noon to check out a pond I had noticed on Route 2 in Shelburne when I was driving through in the motorhome.

Pushing my way through the dense wet brush to get down to the shore, I looked up and saw what I thought were white plastic shopping bags ruining an otherwise nice autumn scene.

The white plastic shopping bags turned out to be a small flock of Canada Geese bobbing for food in what must have been about two to three feet of water!

Back to the campground by early afternoon and then on down to Canaan , NH and the Crescent Campground on Canaan Street Lake to spend a few days with my sister who has a seasonal rental there. Hopefully, there will be some improvement in the weather once there.

 

September 30, 2019 Twin Mountain, New Hampshire

A Trip North to Moose Alley

As I headed north from Twin Mountain early in the morning, I became more than a little concerned about the day’s prospects as the thick fog lingered for over two hours and 70 miles of travel.

About all I could shoot in the fog were a couple of closeups of some bright foliage such as this maple …

… and a really interesting clump of sumac.

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At last as I approached Colebrook, NH, the fog lifted and finally I could see some of the color I had been missing.

After an unsuccessful hunt for moose on Moose Alley, all the way to the Canadian border, I turned around and headed back home.

I encountered these wild turkeys, a Mom and her brood, feeding on the shoulder of the very busy highway in front of the Mount Washington Hotel. Mom seemed to be on the watch for cars while the youngsters fed. All through this trip around both Massachusetts and New Hampshire, I have been amazed at the number of turkeys I have seen, easily hundreds so far, from individual Toms to flocks of fifty of more feeding in fields.

No moose on Moose Alley but here on Route 102 in Vermont, right along the Connecticut River, I came around a bend and there this young guy was, casually strolling down the center of the road.

These shots were taken through my windshield as I slowly followed him down the road. Every now and then, for a quarter of a mile, he would stop and gaze back at me, then continue on his way down the road.

Finally, with a car approaching in the opposite direction, he decided to continue his journey in the woods.  With hunting season fast approaching, I hope this young guy becomes a little more cautious stays off the roadways.

With rainy weather predicted, I probably will check out the color on the Kancamangus Highway early tomorrow morning, then break camp and head to visit my sister in Canaan, NH for a few days and check out the foliage in that area, an area I know well … since I lived in nearby Enfield for over 30 years.