Watkins Glen State Park - Watkins Glen, NY

We drove from the most northern part of New York to the southern part.  First, along Lake Erie.  We took a little detour for our morning coffee on the lake.

It was a nice place, but unfortunately suffered from No'itis.  No wading, no swimming, no diving, no..no..no.  Anyway on to the finger lakes region.  First stop was a little wine tasting at Lamoreaux Landing.  It was on a hill overlooking Seneca Lake, and the wines were excellent.

Finally, we got to Watkins Glen State Park.  The campsite is at the top of the hill.  We were in site 50(E).  We walked to the Gorge Trail and hiked all 3 miles roundtrip of the trail.  Definitely worth the effort, but since the campsite was at the top of the hill, it was all downhill there and all uphill back.

 

It had rained for a few days prior to our visit, so the water was just rushing.  It turned out to be the highlight of the entire trip.

Wellesley Island State Park - Wellesley Island, NY

We didn't take the ferry, instead we went north and took the bridge to Rouses Point.  Lake Champlain was gorgeous, as was the St Lawrence seaway.  We ate lunch at a state park along the seaway.

Pulled into Wellesley State Park which is on an island that is half US and half Canadian.  We were camped in a field at site H-9(E), again we were right next to the water but you really couldn't see anything. All of the parks that we stayed at in New York, required a rabies certificate for Drex.  It was fortunate that we brought one for Canadian Customs (who actually never looked at it).

They had a nature center.  We took Drex for a walk to tire him out, so we could go biking.  It actually tired us out too, so we never went.  There is a major storm heading our way.  It has created tornadoes in the mid-west.  There are no alerts for our location, so we decide to stay put and check in the morning.  Of course, it rained all night, but in the morning, the storm had passed to our south and we were going to be following in its wake. 

Grand Isle State Park - Grand Isle, VT

Left the Dalpe clan and the rain, and drove west...we were out of the rain by early afternoon, with nothing but sunny blue skies.  Spent the night at Grand Isle State Park.  I guess I wasn't paying attention, but this was another dry camp(our 6th night this trip).  We are in site T001, with almost a view of the lake, but only if you drive head-in, if you back in, you get a view of the hill.  I've always said that RV Camping is guy thing,'cause if it were a girl thing, you would drive head-in and back out in the morning.  We were suppose to take our last ferry ride in the morning, but it turns out that two escaped convicts are on the other side of the ferry.

The next band of showers came in while we were relaxing outside.  It's been a little rainy this trip.

Paradise Park - Old Orchard Beach

Two days with family.  Lots of talk, lots of campfires, good times.  It was fun listening to people backing in their 5th wheelers in French.  Somehow it is much more exciting!  Bob taught me some good skills.  Pam the grill... It works ! And always use Stump Chump to start a fire.  It's now on our pre-flight checklist.  Bob has a penchant for ice cream and has classified all 35 or so ice cream parlors.  He took us to one of his new favorites:

I always thought of Old Orchard Beach as a beach with a pier, cotton candy, amusement rides etc.  but we got see a more serene side, with a bike ride on the "Eastern Trail" through a beautiful salt marsh...   Hopefully, I'll be able to insert the selfie that Bob took bike riding, since the rest of us forgot our phones.  We finally got that lobster bake that were have been working on since Nova Scotia.  Everybody got two lobsters, a corn-on-the-cob, an onion, and a hot dog to give to the dog.

Got a call from the boys which made it a really nice Father's Day. The weather was gorgeous, but it came down in buckets the last night after we went to bed.  Off on Sunday morning, after a Father's Day breakfast at the Good Times Cafe.

Lake St. George State Park - Liberty, ME

We decided to go to Lake Saint George because it was the right distance and the right direction on our trek...but interestingly, this was a favorite campground of my parents, on our way  to PEI.  I haven't been here since we were on a tenting trip, sixty years ago.  It's a very small campground with no utilities(site 23).  We are right on the water.  When you think of camping by the lake, this is exactly what it looks like.  Deb even got her, once a trip, campfire.
  It was a little chilly, so after a few hours of campfire, we went inside for another episode of House of Cards.  Unfortunately, Deb was still on Atlantic time, so she was awake at 5:00. She ended up playing on the Playstation for an extra hour while I did some internet surfing.  Yup, it was exactly as I remembered it, camping with my parents.

Mactaquac Provincial Park - New Brunswick

Our last night in Canada for awhile.  We are camped in a large field with several other rigs, but they are all weekenders, we guess, because there is no one around.  Took a little hike in the woods, and there was a zip line challenge.  It looked fun, but we had the dog....that's it, the dog....that's why we couldn't climb across cargo nets thirty-five feet in the air!  We were camped across from the hydro-electric dam, on a lake that goes on for miles, very narrow, but very long.

Cavendish campground - Prince Edward Island

We are spending three days in Prince Edward Island.  On day two we bicycled til our legs fell off.  There are so many bike paths here that you could bike for a year and never do the same trail twice.  Today was a cloudy cold day, so we motored to the the westernmost point of the island.  We ended up at North Cove where there is a lighthouse, wind turbines and crashing waves.