Today we started out by going up to the sky lift near our condo. We didn't ride the lift but saw the installation and ski runs that are above us. With Avis as the navigator (or as she likes to say, the nagivator) we took off on a dirt road through the forest and showed her the two covered bridges closest to our condo which we had already seen and then found 3 others we had not seen. As we were headed to one of the most impressive ones, as far as setting, we went by a farm that had lots of Shire horses in Maryland and then got to the Hemlock Bridge we were searching for. When we got out for photo ops, we were swarmed by angry larger than life mosquitoes so it was a quick shot and back in the car. I've never seen mosquitoes so thick and so big in my life!
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Clark's Bridge
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As we continued our backroad travels, we ran across several big historical markers that were close together and learned that this was the place of the Chinook Kennels that raised the huskies that Adm. Byrd used on his Antarctic expeditions. There was also a monument to Adm. Byrd there and a memorial to the dogs. It seemed so odd and such a coincidence to run into this historic place and things that happened so far away from where we were. We also saw some beautiful old barns.
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Memorial to the sled dogs
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Old Log Kennel Building
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| So many cool old barns |
The last bright idea our nagivator had was to do a shortcut through Sandwich Notch Road to head back toward our condo in NH. I was the driver that day and my what an experience that road was. It was a dirt road in places and something less than a road in many others. The fastest we could travel was 20 mph and in much of it, not nearly that. After we had been on it for what seemed like forever, a jeep pulled up to us and there were two women in it whom I suppose were natives to the area and they told us we couldn't get through the rest of the road in our car and would probably need to just turn around and go back. We had NY plates on our rental car and I'm sure they thought we were a trio of city slickers, so after they went on, we took a vote and decided we could make it through whatever was ahead. There had been torrential rain the night before and the road really was washed out completely ahead, but we (I) was able to keep all four tires out of the deep washes and we made it out. If any one tire had gone in one of the ruts, it would not have touched bottom and we would have been marooned! I was glad when we saw pavement--and we were very near where we were staying--but I wouldn't exactly call it a short cut!
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