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Quechee, Vermont





Growing up my family took a number of vacations. One I remember well is our trip to the East coast, which we took with my Aunt Pam and Uncle Rick. It was a great journey, stopping at some pretty awesome places along the way. One of those places was Quechee Gorge in Vermont. I decided Chris should see this place as well being we are so close, so we took a weekend trip up to Vermont. It was nice. We were out of the range for cell phones, didn't have a computer and were far away from civilization. There were only 5 buildings around our hotel, so we were pretty secluded. We went to the gorge where we walked on the trails and wandered onto the rocks near the rapids. Harvest was at the kennel for the weekend, but Claire missed him dearly. Every dog she saw regardless of size or color, Claire pointed and said "Havey, Havey." It was very cute. We also stopped at Cabot Creamery and enjoyed some awesome cheese as well. It was a perfect weekend for leaf peeping.

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Erin&Joshua said…
so it looks like there was no scrapbooking done this past weekend :-)

Glad to hear you hada great little family trip!
Anonymous said…
I think we all need a secluded getaway every now and again; no computers, no cell phones, no internet. So happy you had a nice trip! Glad you had fun at the Cabot Creamery, too. :)

The photos you took are really gorgeous! You have a lovely family. :)
Anonymous said…
NICE...WISH I WAS THERE!

LOve ya,JEssica

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