Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 11: August 4, 2014
Mira and I, along with one standoff-ish couple from Alexandria, VA, are the only strangers. Multiple families—friends all—vacation together and came out for this historical Wike. What a compelling start!
We set off, crossing Rte. 108, and see the remains of Morse Mill. One of the two guides passes out photos of the Mill from its better days. Meanwhile, a young woman from one of the families entertains her entourage with a frog she captured.
Returning to the resort, we ascend the Boulevard trail and traverse the others along the North Hill. We—The VA couple, Mira and I—take point with one of the guides, Dick. The others shuffle in with the sweeper, Oliver. Although both men explain Vermont’s natural and political history well, Mira and I soon decide to ditch the hike and go our own way.
nearly lost the gurgling water of No-name Brook
A two-pool extravaganza! Mira joins us at Notchville Park, where I soon pester her to no end.
“Stop annoying me,” she finally shouts, after I suggest she ride the Pipe Slide for the unteenth time.
Soon after, we journey from Notchville to Mountainside Pool for the Splashdown Party. Frankie swims a relay race, then argues with his partner. I feel my back compress as I land on my feet in the pool, having completed a model cannonball.
geysers Goodtime Charlie works the crowd
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