Off to Haverhill, but first a side trip back to Belfast to get another growler of beer from the Marshal Wharf Brewery. The owner came out, along with Samatha (cat), and we chatted while waiting for the staff to open, he talked about the growth in Belfast and how its getting hard to 'know' everyone as more business', stores and people move there.
A stop for diesel on the way where I ended up wearing about a gallon when the hi speed delivery splashed back on me, shoes, socks, shirt and pants all in a plastic bag waiting for a good cleaning now.
Mom's car is showing its age. Hmm, hole in the muffler, weak battery connections and 20 gallons of water in the trunk. Really, 20 gallons of water in the trunk? Seems she had a leak due to twigs and leaves damming up the water around the trunk seal and never knew there was 20 gallons of water in the trunk. So, we drained and cleaned the trunk, cleaned and checked the battery and told her to visit a muffler shop and maybe the tire shop and maybe the car wash. Moms, gotta love them.
Then off to Boston Minuteman RV park in Littleton, one of our favorites. Alas, it was just for the night though we did see Bill again, he coached my brother in hockey 40 years ago and remembered some of the times on Spectacle Pond Road.
Off to Corning, this was the prettiest drive, through the mountains - no bill boards, the leaves changing, the light on the hills. It was a 6 hour drive but it had to be one of the most colorful and pleasant hours on the road we have spent. Liz kept commenting on all the colors, the traffic was light, and the coach behaved through all the ups and downs.
Settled in at Ferenbaugh Campground, Corning NY.
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