My daughters and I are very close. Perhaps it comes from having been a single-parent family for most of their growing-up years, or maybe I am just lucky. For whatever reason, they decided to honor my milestone birthday this year with an adventure weekend. They managed to combine several of my passions into one trip: camping, sightseeing, shopping, quilting, and baking.
We camped at Quechee Gorge State Park in Vermont. The campsites were huge, and there were even hot water and hand soap in the bathrooms–real camping luxuries!
Our site was an ideal partial sun/shade spot, but it did have two hazards: it backed onto a ravine that dropped off nearly vertically behind our tents, and the cast-iron fire ring for cooking was shin-high and hidden in the dark. I know–I did a face plant full force over the top of it while angling for a better spot by the fireplace. Ow.
At least I did not wander over the edge of the ravine in the dark. That would have caused more than just bruises!
Quechee Gorge is a marvel of nature, and the bridge spanning it is a marvel of engineering.
We discovered a farmers’ market that was amazing–cheeses, meats, honey, vegetables, jewelry, wood, wool, you name it!
We visited nearby Billings Farm, a historical working dairy farm. Not only did we meet and greet some of the animals, but also there was a juried quilt show in the visitors’ center exhibition hall.
A highlight of the weekend was visiting bakers’ mecca, the King Arthur Flour Company. I have drooled over and lusted after their products and equipment in the catalogs for several years, and the company store did not disappoint. The knowledgeable staff was extremely helpful, and my only problem there was resisting buying everything in sight!
After breaking camp on Sunday morning, our final destination was Killington Mt. We rode the gondola nearly to the top of the mountain, and then scrambled up a short trail to the summit. By packing a picnic we were able to celebrate our final weekend moments together with a spectacular view.
It was a memorable weekend that certainly met its goal. I was entertained, honored, and loved by the women who know me best–my daughters.