Last night was interesting. At the 4 Mile State Park the camping accommodations were spectacular in size and grass. Lacking were trees and respect for what camping is supposed to be. From the moment I got to my site, the family 4 sites over could be heard from everywhere in the park. They weren't screaming or laughing uncontrollably. They just didn't like each other. Here is a tip, if you can't stand to be around each other at home, what makes you think that tent camping will be any better. Also don't yell at your kids if all they are doing is talking to you the same way you are talking to them.
So I booked it out of there as they started their loud talking first thing in the morning. I headed down highway/byway 20. I had to slow down or stop every 5-10 miles all the way through parts of New York, but these villages were cute. most of the house were a cross between Victorian and Colonial style houses. Most looked to be over 100 years old. Some were in great shape, others had been abandoned years ago. Quite a few had back porches overlooking the water and were for sale.
Another surprise mileage day at 50mpg. I think the Road King has a mileage sweet spot when I am cruising at about 60-65. I just rode into Vermont about an hour ago and set up my tent. My neighbor looks like he moved in permanently a few years ago.
I only have one picture for the day and it is where I sit righting this. No, I have yet to drink a beer, even though I sit in a cool New England micro brewery.
Tomorrow I head to Maine to see Charlie. It has been a minutes since we have seen each other. About 16-17 years to be a bit more exact.