Vermont– where we enjoyed sprawling landscapes throughout early Spring. Starting north in the Burlington area, we made our way south along Route 100, one of the most picturesque stretches of road in the country! Throughout our journey, here are a few things that stood out about Vermont along the way:
It’s not called the “green mountain state” for nothing! Though we arrived at the tail end of a long winter, before many of the trees had grown their leaves, we were struck by how green the pastures and mountains were. Because this state has few “big towns”, the landscape feels open, airy, and spread out with lots and lots of room for the green to shine through!
Everything looked charming. Even the crumbling barns looked artistically capsized. The towns, farms, forests, countryside all looked picturesque and had a naturally manicured appearance, and we decided it was the absence of garbage that gave everywhere the look of an Americana painting.
Going to the chapel
White chapels with tall steeples were the focal point of most towns. Backlit by rolling mountains, the chapels looked like something that had been preserved in antique photo albums and came to life from the pages. Sharing a common look of whitewash and tall steeple, each one had unique details. This varied consistency made each town feel familiar, while new.
Commonly referred to in Vermont as “kissing bridges”, we saw more covered bridges than we could count. And, on more than one occasion, they foiled our driving route, as the clearance of each one is far too low for our truck camper rig. But, we did have fun exploring them on foot and kissing under their cover!
Vermont has numerous roadside attractions and sculptures. Driving around felt like an Easter egg hunt. Some we knew were there, and others, like the twin whales tails, caught us by surprise and we nearly missed seeing them all together! A giant gorilla holding a VW bug, an obelisk, the tallest filing cabinet in the country, a fire hydrant sculpture, and whales tails were a few of the fun roadside oddities we found, to our delight, along the way.
Many states recycle cans, but not every state gives you coinage for doing so! (Though, you do pay the deposit up front when you purchase the can, so you are really just getting your own money back.) Vermont was the first state we encountered with bottle and can recycling machines- each looking like a vending machine with small conveyor belts. They were normally located in a grocery store, often a Hannaford. The can/bottle gets spun around, presumably to be inspected by the machine, and it is either consumed into the machine or rejected and spit back out at you. (Some machines were more fickle than others). At the end of the transaction, you get a receipt indicating how much money you are owed, which you can either cash out at the register or use towards your in-store purchases.