Back in the states, Tour of the Northeast Kingdom

On Sunday I headed back to the states, entering in Vermont. I had a rainy weather forecast so I reserved a lean-to shelter to set up in so my stuff would stay dry. When I crossed the border I had never been so glad to see ATT on my phone so I was once again free to use my phone without crazy costs. I checked the radar and it was raining at the campground on lake Willoughby so I stopped to eat at the cow palace where I tortured myself with a burger that I paid for with an upset stomach for the next two hours. Why do I do this to myself? I grabbed some groceries and when I got to the campground the rain had passed. The Quebec holiday was in full swing and since we are just 15 miles south of the border so the campground was packed with French Canadians. Another night of not understanding a word that was said and getting the sympathetic looks when I would try to communicate. Before I left the island though, I had to buy some more strawberries, another plate of poutine and a fresh blueberry pie. Such is the life of a cyclist on the road.

 This is sunset at Lake Willoughby.

The next day I took a 74 mile tour of the glacier lakes of the North East Kingdom. I'll let the pictures to the talking. Breathtaking. It is a small lake but is the deepest in the northeast at over 300 feet deep.

 There is a huge fight going on in this area about putting wind turbines on the ridgelines. These signs are everywhere.

 This is a nice woman named Jen that I rode with for awhile. She told me they just started riding around here because they wait for all the winter sand to get cleaned off the roads first.

 The beauty around here is endless. I finally just quit taking pictures and rode.