colorful highways |
With the White Mountains at our backs we hook it across Vermont towards New York State. We opt for the back roads through the Green Mountains instead of the interstate highways. The fall colors are a variety of turning to peak and the quaint towns seem to say, “Come back when you can stay awhile.”
We make it to The Arrowhead Marina and RV Park just past Schenectady. This is a real pretty park right on the Mohawk River. We get a full hook-up site at the far end along the river, so the advertised free WIFI does not connect. Whoever designed this park must have liked circles, as most of the sites are back in, like spokes on a wheel. A nonissue for all the rigs with no back windows but we get views of everyone’s ass. It is also in close proximity to a busy rail corridor and a non-gated crossing so there is a lot of rumbling and train whistles throughout the night. It’s an ok spot to stop for the night, but not sure that we would come back for an extended stay in the area.
View from the passenger seat |
NY state @ 70mph |
Dr. Frank's |
Vineyards and Keuka Lake |
We stay one day in the Keuka Lake area. The weatherman lied.
It is supposed to be sunny and warm and it’s cloudy and windy. More wineries are on our agenda today. Bully Hill is another recommendation. It’s $1
per pour for full menu tastings or $5 for 5 from a limited menu and a
commemorative wine glass: The pours are exceptionally stingy and the cost of
tasting is not applied to a purchase. Yesterday at Dr. Franks we observed an
unpleasant tarry chemical finish in all of their white wines, it was not too
pronounced in their reds. Here at Bully
all of their wines both white and red have the same note, but more
intense. When we discussed this with our
server, his comment was, “Welcome to New York, did you get lost on your way to
California?” We laughed, “We are from
California.” He gave us two complimentary tastings of some of their signature wines,
but they still had the same note. Oh
well, we tried…
Walking to the parking lot the smell from their smoker
assaults us and we immediately turn to the restaurant for lunch. Since we’re not enamored with their wines, we
order a couple of local brews.
Interesting, these also have that same tarry chemical finish… so it must
be the water, or the soil or the air here.
Weird… We order a couple of the
specials: The Sauerbraten is, juicy and tender with sides of braised red
cabbage and potato salad, a delightful meal. The Oktoberfest Sampler comes with
smoked pork, smoked sausages, sauerkraut and Pierogies. Neither of the smoked
meats have any real smoky flavor. The
sausages are pretty pedestrian, the smoked pork is two thin boneless pork chops
that you need a chainsaw to cut. Ray Chainsaw Sawyer Murphy could saw the Ten
Commandments on these babies. The best
part of this meal is the Pierogies they have just the right amount of crunch on
the outside and a creamy potato filling.
The views of lake Keuka are great.
At this point we’re not ready to face any more disappointment so we call
it a day.
Back at camp, owner Dave and Sheila invite us to come out
drinking and dancing with them… we are so tempted, but we know us… we’ll go out
drinking, wake up not feeling like traveling… extend another day… and…. before
you know it, it’s November… as painful as it is, we have to keep to the plan.
It’s raining again. We
want to just say, “Screw this!” Extend our stay and wait out the storm. But, we dilly-dallied way too long in New
England and we have to keep pushing on.
The weather breaks mid morning and we get back on the Southern Tier
Expressway and head out across New York toward Lake Erie. We’re driving into a
heavy head wind, which makes us really glad we chose Airstream! Still lots of fall colors and pretty scenery,
but it fades as we approach PA. We get
to the western end of the Southern Tier Expressway and follow onto I90 across
the western end of Pennsylvania along the shore of Lake Erie. Before you know it we’re in Ohio stopping at
the Indian Creek Camping Resort in Geneva.
We get a full hook-up pull through on the end by a pond. They charge for WIFI, so we pass on it. It’s
pretty for a mega resort and great for a one-nighter.
Next Stop THE MOTHERSHIP!
There is an unwritten rule that every Airstream owner needs to make at
least one pilgrimage to the Airstream Factory in Jackson Center, Ohio. It is the best place to have body work done
with a full warranty, so lots of people bring their dented and ripped
Airstreams to the factory to be made new again.
Rural Ohio |
Vintage Parade |
Welcome! |
End Caps A Waiting |
Well, we have now visited the birthplace of our darling
Dimples. Four years ago this month we ordered her… time sure flies when you’re having
fun… and we sure are!
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