We left the seacoast and drove into the hills and forests of New England. The hardwoods are just beginning to turn so every now and then a brilliant red maple shows against the dark green pines. Little ponds, covered bridges and quiet towns once again make our drive beautiful.
Our stop tonight is deep in the Massachusetts woods adjacent to a National Forest and a State Park. The trees are very tall - a type of long needled pine that I haven’t seen before. We seem to be the only itinerant campers – all of the rest of the units here are seasonal sites. One camper came by to chat and said that he had been coming here for 24 years.
It has been a grey day and our campsite is in a dark spot under big trees. We huddled inside, relaxing for a bit, and then saw sun shining in a clearing. We took off for a walk and found a warm spot to sit in. As the day faded we got chilly so, rather than go inside, we built a great fire and sat outside for a couple hours just enjoying the warmth of a fire reflecting off the big rock at the back of the pit.
It was such a peaceful time and reminds me why we travel with our trailer and stay in campgrounds rather than traveling in a car and staying in motels. I need the connection to the woods and waters. I love the smell of a campfire, piney woods, and fall settling into the land.
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep.”
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