400 miles in. Thank God for Zoloft or else I may not have gotten out of the state. The jitters are mostly over now.
I took 101 west through Peterborough and Keene, then drove Route 9 in Vermont. It’s a beautiful road, with mist rolling down the mountains, currently besieged by miles and miles of construction. I dodged the rain for the most part, then crossed into New York. An immediate change—manicured farms instead of forest.
I jumped on the interstate for ten minutes to escape the horror of navigating Troy, then started through hours and hours of farmland. Lots of corn fields, and two horse-drawn carriages.
Finally, after spending an hour and a half searching for a store that sold can openers, I made it to Ithaca. I’m camping near the Finger Lakes tonight, and looking to go south tomorrow. No pictures because today was gray and blaurghy—hopefully some tomorrow.
Hey Jake,
Glad you are on the road! Wanderlust is good for the soul… enjoy the sights and folks you meet!
I grew up in the Finger Lakes so know the beauty you are witnessing.
yess jake! so cool that youre doing this 🙂 cant wait to hear more about your travels!
Have a great trip. What a fantastic experience!