Bette found the Stillwater Campground in Groton, Vermont. It is an hour outside of cell-service, and it sits on the Stillwater Lake that you can see in the picture below. We had campsites next door to each other, took turns with dinners, walked to the lakes beach every day and took a six mile hike to this outlook. And everyone enjoyed all of it.
London said "This tiny tree makes me look really big!"
This really big rock makes Spencer look tiny..
First week of September, first signs fall.
We got there Friday night and stayed until Monday morning. Richard and Bette shared their tradition of going out to breakfast the last morning of a camping trip so your kitchen stays put away and the tent has a chance to dry out before you pack it up. We drove 20 minutes to the nearest breakfast spot, a classic diner attached to a truck stop. It sounds sketchy, but it was very clean and packed with locals! And they make the best cinnamon raisin bread I have ever had.
A few more campsite photos... London took this one.