Misses and Hits

So, Sunday morning we went to give another try at the Ball Mountain Dam. yet, once again we were face with the fact that some state park are closed in Sundays and some are not. From the closed gate we decided that this 3.2 mile hike to the dam is worth it, geared up and on the way. Dam(m), is was cold and windy, that type of cold when your lips feel funny. After all that the light wasn't that good. At least we had a good walk.

Our next station was the famous Jenne Farm, supposed to be one of the most photographed farms in the world. After wandering in the beautiful back roads, and passing by this scene...

... we reached the farm where a the owner, who referred to himself as a "good old red-neck", told us it's not a problem to photograph his land if we grab a quart or two of the best maple syrup in Vermont. We took the 8$ bait (anyone wants maple syrup??) and puled out the cameras.

Jenne Farm Land. A bit mote than 180 degrees of view. 7 vertical frames stitched together.

From there we drove up the the city of Woodstock (not the hippie one, that's NY) and headed to the Vermont nature center in Quechee.

Red-Tailed-Hawk (injured) at the raptor refuge center.

Our night camping out we did at Lake Dunmore.

In a chilly Monday morning, it was the Dead Creek Wildlife Management Area that was mostly a miss after all the snow geese decided it's not a good day to get close to those with their big black round objects (lenses).

Moss Glen Falls #1 (apparently Vermont ran out of names to their waterfalls so there are two of these) was our next stop.

Lunch stop at Vergennes with a great lake\falls running in the middle of the city. Checked out Burlington (largest city in Vermont, they have Starbucks and taxis) at night and to our motel.

Two views of Vergennes for those who don't like the long exposure effect.

Tuesday morning was straight to the Old Red Mill in Jericho.

Now comes the the reason we started all this in the first place. Probably the most monumental, essential and even educational experience we had so far (in our lives).
The Ben & Jerry's Factory Tour. If only every company would have the sense of humor they do.

One of the nice things there was the Flavor Graveyard, with all the flavors that were once on the shelf and now aren't. Some justified (Peanut Butter and Jelly, or Potato Pie) and some not (Caramel and Almonds).

The Narrow Smugglers Notch was our last stop of the day (not before running in to another closed for season toll road we wanted). A one lane road between two steep rock mountains, and wonderful streams along side the road. And motel again.

The Notch.

Tomorrow, more waterfalls, and across to New Hampshire.

So long...

Itai