To Waterloo

LM and I LOVE being on the road, and even better, exploring new territory.  When the yearning for a visit to my sister, Margaret, came over us, the big question was do we search for a new route or take our tried and true favorite?  Our consensus brought us to Waterloo our very favorite way, and back home on an entirely new route.  On June 2 we left LM's house in Harwich at 3 am, the car perfectly packed with all we needed and then some. Of course there was fishing equipment stowed carefully away, just in case. It was raining heavily when we set out, but my adept partner drove us safely all the way to the Canadian border at Cape Vincent, NY, where we took the little ferry across the St. Lawrence Seaway to Wolfe Island. Before we crossed, though, we took time to drive around Cape Vincent for some of our favorite views of the Seaway and beautiful homes in this sleepy little hamlet. Our drive to that point had taken us through what must be some of the most beautiful farmland in this country.  Miles and miles of working dairy farms, and green fields that go on forever.  (We'd accessed this territory by taking Rte 12 north from Utica off of the NY State Thruway.)  The farmers were busy turning and planting. Most if it seemed to be corn.

 Pulling up to the tollgates at the end of the MA Turnpike.....we love all the trucks....still raining heavily.

 Crossing the Hudson River in the fog.

 We came across this Swiss-like ski resort in northern NY State - outside Watertown....all surrounded by farm land. It was pristine and had many chalets.

 Mennonnite or Amish farms...the clouds were beginning to lift a bit.

 Fields of corn everywhere!

 One of our favorite houses in NY

Countless barns, in all states of repair, were along the way. We love the red ones, of course.

Waiting to drive aboard the Horne's Ferry at Cape Vincent....just holds a handful of cars. As we drove up to get in line for the ferry we realized our car was becoming covered with insects. They looked very similar to mosquitoes but we were told they were not biters.  It was impossible to step outside the car without having your face covered with these pests. When we got over to Wolfe Island they were there, as well. There we ran in to a major ferry delay in getting to Kingston, Ontario. We had to sit in the car, windows closed, for almost 2 hours to get a ferry. It was a huge crowd and we were so relieved to finally board for the second leg of the journey that took us to beautiful Kingston. From there we drove secondary roads west in Prince Edward County, Ontario. It is the most beautiful area with views along the north shore of Lake Ontario, and gorgeous lilacs blooming along the route.  This route takes us on another ferry ride at Glenora, over to Picton.  It feels like being in Ireland to me!
Our destination that day was Wellington and the Lakeside Village Inn. We've stayed at this charming little place several times and always love the peace and beauty after a long day of driving.

Our own sweet porch overlooking Lake Ontario.

The view from our room

Photos before dinner......such lovely memories

The incredibly wonderful LM

Whenever we are in Wellington, breakfast at The Tall Poppy is a must (at the red sign)

Looking outside from inside the Tall Poppy.

Wellington is filled with some very sweet old houses that are lovingly cared for. This is my favorite!!

We walked around after breakfast the next morning and I visited a quilter's studio called "Maggie Mae's" creations. It was lovely talking shop with the proprietor, and I purchased this batik handbag.

Lovely Prince Edward County lilacs.

From here we were off to Waterloo and Margaret's house......to be continued!  Thanks for coming along so far.