Quechee Gorge

We visited the Quechee Gorge. It was a scorching 76 degrees. I wore pants by mistake. But thankfully the trail was heavily shaded and mostly cool.

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We walked upstream to the dam, not realizing all the fun swimming was downstream.

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Bridge that crosses the Gorge.

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When we got to the dam, I was expecting a more spectacular view. But the kids made the best of it by finding and collecting cicada shells on the conifer bark.

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We thought about walking the mile to the bottom of the Gorge. But the kids were enjoying walking very slowly, picking up pine needles, observing all manner of life around them, and climbing the fence to get a view of the river beneath.

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Talia did her fair share of complaining, but she pushed through, and I only had to carry her a few times before she’d want to run off with “guys” to see what was up ahead.

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We made it back to the Visitors’ Center. Talia was disappointed it was closed. We observed the bluish-blackish night tomatoes on the vine, got in the van, and drove home. Talia fell asleep.

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