Sept 8-9, 2022
Drove to Lake Willoughby after checking out Barton River Marsh (see previous post) and checked into my campground at the southern end of the lake. Sent up my tent in the very small allotted spot, then walked to the public beach. The water felt warm enough for swimming, but I’d forgotten my bathing suit. I settled for wading instead. Little fish nibbled on my feet whenever I stood still, tickling my toes.
Lake Willoughby is a glacier lake and the deepest lake in Vermont. Over a hundred bird species visit each each, and over a dozen fish species swim in its waters. The area sees lots of tourists, but this time of year isn’t too crowded.
Found out about Queen Elizabeth while standing on the porch of the campground’s store. Another visitor and I exchanged words of shock and sorrow at the Queen’s passing. God Rest the Queen, and God Save the King.
I turned in early but, unfortunately, the campers around me, both in tents and RVs, ignored quiet hours and shout-talked, laughed, and played music until nearly 2am. I managed to get a bit of sleep, then got on the road early enough to catch a pretty sunrise view as I drove north toward Silvio O Conte NWR (see this updated post). Saw a bear on my way out too; it looked like a healthy young adult. It stood on its hind legs and stared at me before prancing off into the woods.
I love this ambling about, looking at everything Mother Nature offers. There’s so much beauty in the world.
