776 July 11, 2022 Aziscoos Valley Area Campground
On Monday morning, I took the path from the campground that led toward town.
Instead of walking downtown, I headed along the river and then down a country lane.
Tim took his bike for a six mile ride.
We got some groceries in Bethel and Tim saw this sweet car in front of the hardware store. The guy who owns it bought it new in high school!
Look what Happy Hill Maple Farms posted on their site!
We packed the Jeep for another overnight camping trip. We headed north onto 26.
We stopped at Grafton Notch State Park, first we hiked around the Screw Auger Falls.
We drove along further and hiked at Mother Walker Falls.
We took a couple of gravel roads…just exploring!
Such a pretty ride!
Another Appalachian Trail crossing.
Umbagog Lake.
About 3 miles from our destination, I saw a large black bear walking in tall grass along the edge of the woods. By the time we backed up to get another look…he was gone!
We arrived at Aziscoos Area Campground in late afternoon. We had a gorgeous tent site right on the Magalloway River, all by ourselves.
We had another peaceful evening by the campfire. We could hear the river running over some nearby rapids. Lots of birdsong and crows cawing. Omelets for dinner with fresh bread and wine…perfect!
Not a quote tonight…but totally worth sharing!
To the folks who just showed up in the 43ft $200,000 fifth wheel, that costs double my house, you have a beautiful rig.
To the folks who are down in the woods in a bivvy tent, you guys are hard core, awesome setup down there.
To the folks who just pulled in with their 1979 C class with more rust than panel. I can only imagine the memories you’ve made in that thing. I bet that dent has a story.
To the folks that took that last site that nobody wanted, pulled in, put down the seats in their mini van, and started cooking. Your dinner smells delightful.
Y’all, we all camp differently, and we may not agree on it all, but we have to remember the only thing that matters is memories are being made, and you’re getting 120% out of your time with your loved ones. You have to forget HOW you go camping, and remember WHY you go camping. THAT is camping my friends.