We woke up Saturday and the sun was shinng. Our goal was to reach our cabin in the adirondacks near Lake George. As soon as we got into the "mountains", we began to see good foliage. We stopped by a river so I could run around and look cute, Clare could take some photos--check out that butterfly! I was very still while she took the picture so I wouldn't scare it away. I am not sure why they call these mountains--the trees grow to the peaks and there is no snow. Maybe I'm spoiled, but when I hear mountain, I think craggy peaks, glaciers.

The first thing we did when we arrived at the cabin was to take a walk--there was a stream running behind us and some lovely scenery.

It was a bit damp from recent rains, and the temperature was certainly autumnal, but the scenery was lovely and the fire all the more appreciated after we returned.

We spent a lazy Sunday morning walking, drinking coffee and reading the New York Times, then we drove around, admiring the leaves and towns. We visited the world's largest garage sale, and stopped by Fort Ticonderoga.

And another lovely evening spent by the fire.

Today we set off for Vermont, driving some of the specially designated scenic drives. Clare was successful in navigating us to a gravel road. What's a road trip without a little gravel? I can't quite tell the difference between the scenic and the non-scenic as it is all pretty beautiful. The scenic drives are way more windy for sure, and with lead foot driving, I get a little queasy sitting in the back. The scenic roads go through towns, many of which are old and scenic in another way, complimented by the natural back drop of the changing leaves. We have been in towns established when America was still a dream of freedom. Oh! We saw our first covered bridge today and I insisted on a picture. And we stopped by Robert Frost's summer cottage and I got to go inside.

There was a lovely meadow adjacent and I ran in circles as fast as I could. Sometimes you just have to run in circles as fast as you can.

More driving and sight seeing tomorrow. I can smell we are getting ever closer to dog mountain (my addition to the places to stop list.) I will leave you with a couple of foliage shots, but with the clouds and sun and rain and ever changing light and shadow, the pictures cannot do the vista justice.