With only 200 miles to our delivery destination, we were routed on a few remote state highways to get us through New Hampshire, Vermont, and upstate New York through the Adirondack Park. It was a beautiful drive, one which I am sure is even more beautiful in the Fall, passing small quaint little towns, churches, and even a couple of covered bridges.
The marina in Lake George was a bit tricky to get to. I know, how boring would our adventures be if all the places we delivered to were a piece of cake to get into. The first entrance comes at you too quickly to turn into, and we were told to go to the second entrance, pass it up, and then back into the driveway. Trying to get backed to where they wanted us to unload the trailer, we ended up blocking the roadway a short time, which it seemed, the locals didn't mind.
It was comical to stand by and watch as the three employees tried to figure out how best to take the boat off the trailer. After a few attempts, they finally figured out their mode of attack, and the boat was safely taken off. As they finished up, I took the opportunity to take a few pictures of the lake, and watch as the geese flew by making their presence known.
With an eye on the radar maps of the approaching storm, we put in our empty call and were told to head to Cumberland, Maryland to pick up two boats which will, in deed, be headed west, extremely west, all the way to Surrey, British Columbia, Canada. It's a great trip with lots of miles, and we are both looking forward to going back through very familiar territory and away from the congested, big east coast cities, however, Craig and I both agreed, that in the future, we would love to come back to the New England area in the Fall, and on something much smaller than an 18 wheeler!