That's what the locals call tourists who come for the Fall to see the phenomenon of leaves changing colour, so we've well and truly joined the ranks.
We're staying in an annexe building on the 120 acre estate at Crisanver and when we stepped out of our cottage first thing this morning, this was the view that met us.
There were a couple of large white tailed deer grazing on the grass in front of the dining room in the early morning light but before we could get the camera set up they were startled and so quickly pranced away.
Whilst we were eating breakfast in the main building we caught sight of our first chipmunk, an animal very similar to a squirrel but smaller.
Although the weather was still overcast, we decided that today was the day when we should attack the Appalachian Trail, so we set off on a five mile walk that takes in a small part of that 2175 mile long route. It was a steep and slippery walk - hard on the lungs going up and on the knees coming down!
| Taking it slowly, one step at a time |
| Stone cairns along the track |
| Stunning views from the top of White Rocks |
| Mountains in the distance |
| Stopped for a rest at the top |
| Manchester, Vermont (not quite as busy as its UK namesake) |
From there we drove back via one of Vermont's famous covered bridges. Most were built in the 19th century and were covered to protect the fabric of the bridge. They were wide and tall enough to accommodate a waggon loaded with hay and were sometimes known as kissing bridges because of the privacy they afforded courting couples.
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