Yesterday we did a 12-hour, 420-mile road trip through Vermont (although some of those hours were spent in New Hampshire getting to Vermont). Actually, it was longer than that mileage-wise because we took the proverbial wrong turn at Albuquerque at one point and ended up way out of our way at a dead end on a rutted dirt track in the middle of a forest graveyard.
We have a car GPS, two smartphones, and only front-wheel drive, so I’m not sure how that happened.
Most of this particular road trip experience for me was buoyed by the Oxycontin I’m currently on to deal with the fallout from an emergency root canal I had on Friday, but I still think a lot of my high came from driving through a fully formed, peak-foliage Autumn that seemed more like an actual place than an ephemeral season.
The roads just go by faster when the trees are red and orange.
My plan for writing about this road trip was just to give you a brief overview of it, but it turns out that I’m going to have to delve more deeply into some of the sites in later posts. It’s just that many of them were Antarctic continents cooler than I expected them to be and deserve more attention. Heck, underestimating things was probably the theme of the whole road trip. Which means I’m really bad at pre-research. Or that Oxycontin makes everything better.
I’ve written about corn mazes in the past, so I wasn’t planning to write about this one, but I have to do a whole post on it. What was supposed to be a simple autumn tradition turned into the best maze I’ve ever done. And by done, I mean had to take the emergency exit because it didn’t seem like we’d ever complete the maze.
Yes, this maze had emergency exits. It had to. Like I said, story for another day.
Now, four years after my initial visit and experiencing it with a backdrop of autumn doesn’t change my opinion. It’s still kind of a cheesy, cartoony cemetery, even if it is uniquely so. Go see it, of course, if you get the chance. Just mitigate your expectations somewhat.
Spider Web Farm is a small art project/gift shop in Williamstown run by a man named William Knight for the past 40 years. He culls spider webs by affixing them to boards with glue and then sells them as art pieces. It’s a pretty awesome project and, upon arriving and getting to talk to both Knight and his wife, turned into a pretty awesome experience. Can’t wait to tell you about this one.
But, like I said, I’m exhausted. Exhausted enough that I went to bed last night two hours earlier than I usually do after staying up just long enough to throw down what you’re now reading. This morning I’m still groggy as I touch up the post for public consumption.
Which mostly just means removing about 20 Oxycontin references.