We didn't go very far, but saw lots of things.
Miles Driven: 51
Weather: Overcast, but occasional sun breaks (Rain at night again)
After a hearty breakfast topped off with some Vermont Maple Syrup, we drove up to the Von Trapp Family Lodge, in Stowe Vermont. This is the family made famous by the movie: "The Sound of Music". Of course, the movie took a lot of liberties with the family story, but it was loosely based on the family. Marie and Georg von Trapp bought their kids (eventually there were nine in total) to the United States after leaving Austria and bought a farm in Stowe, Vermont for the family. After Georg died in 1947, the family started taking in guests to help make ends meet. The original lodge burned down in 1980 and a new lodge completed in 1984.

The lodge area now includes several extra buildings and facilities. In addition to the gift shop (where of course we both spent money), we stopped at a wonderful little bakery and met Sue, who was glad to help us part with our money (and expand our waistlines).


You can get a sense of the view from the lodge behind the bakery however, splendid! As we drove down the hill, we passed the Horse & Buggy ride offered by the lodge. We didn't take it since it was quite cold, but in warmer weather it looked like it might be fun (also, check out the view again). Also, we passed some Austrian Cattle raised by the lodge, then later some wild turkeys.



We headed back towards I-89 about 8 miles away and passed the Cold Hollow Cider Mill. It looked a little like a tourist trap but I decided to stop anyway (we'd been enjoying their cider since we arrived in VT a couple of days ago). In the front is a big gift shop, but in the back is a room where you can watch the cider being made. They also have a huge vat of cider you can sample (I took at least a couple of cups). Perhaps it is a tourist trap, but a very interesting and tasty one!



We also bought a couple of small pies, one Apple and one Pumpkin. We tried the Pumpkin for dessert tonight and it was wonderful - they use apple cider in the recipe somehow. Of course, you can learn more at their web site:
http://coldhollow.com/aboutus
A couple more miles down the road was the Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Factory, with tours available. This wasn't the type of thing we normally stop at, but as we were in the neighborhood we decided to check it out. It was interesting, but maybe we should have skipped it. There was a six minute video about the history of Ben & Jerry's, then a short viewing of the factory (very automated) and finally they gave everybody a small scoop of their banana rum ice cream at the end of the tour. I loved it, Mom - not so much. No pictures were allowed inside during the tour, which will probably save us both some time now!



Somehow, we finally managed to make it back to the freeway and drove on the Montpelier. I decided I wanted to see this city because it is the smallest state capitol in the US, with about 7,900 people. The small town where I'm from, Shelton, WA has about 8,400 people so yes, Montpelier is small. The capitol building was built using granite from Vermont (see tomorrow's entry...). Several of the grand, old homes across from the capitol building have been converted into government offices.


<<Caution: The following is my perception of a conversation & interaction that took place at the Visitors Center in Montpelier, VT. I have since learned that the visitors center staff have a completely different perception of the same events, in that I walked in angry and they were trying to respond with humor. So in the interest of fairness, keep in mind that my comments are only from my perception, which may or may not accurately reflect what happened, so my conclusions may or may not be correct either. If you want to read the comments about the 'angry tourist', this is the link . Motto - be careful about what you write in blogs, somebody might actually read it!
http://montpelier-vt.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-it-is-good-to-be-polite-and-kind-to.html>>
It was interesting that when I drove down the main street ("State Street"), they had a visitors center - but there was no parking for it. I found a parking place down the block and walked back to see what I could learn about Montpelier, but when I mentioned to the man behind the desk that I'd never seen a visitors center without parking before, he said "Well, you've seen one now." I tried to explain that I just thought it odd because it was hard to use the visitors center if I couldn't get to it and he said: "We're awfully busy here. We're not going to build a parking garage just for you." I'm only relating this because it so represented the attitude I often found while visiting this state - his was more extreme than most, but folks often here seem to have a cool, almost stand-offish attitude compared to other states we've visited. I'm sure they're friendly after you get to know them, but not at first contact. This is odd because tourism is their largest industry!
Maybe the origion of Vermont as a disputed territory defended by rugged individualists has stayed with the people somewhat? Anyway, I wasn't in much of a mood to spend any more time visiting Montpelier, so I decided to head on out to a Maple Sugar/Syrup farm on all the maps and brochures.
The Morse Farm is still a working Maple Syrup producer (and a big host to many big tour buses). The farm isn't really that big, the gift shop is bigger then the sugar house, but at least it's authentic (they also buy sap from neighboring farms of course, but farm their own tree's as well). Mom was tired so stayed in the RV. I went through their sugar house and walked out to visit the trees (as well as the gift shop). I picked up a video of the operation for $10 which we'll share with the school back home.
Maple tree's produce sap in the early spring in March or April. The sap starts rising to help grow leaves once winter starts coming to an end and the sugar producer's can tap some of that sap. The American northeast (including Canada) is the only place in the world that produces Maple Syrup and sugar - I'm not sure why, certainly other area's have Maple trees? Anyway, the sap comes out of the tree looking a lot like water. They tap the tree using a drill, then insert a hollow tap to allow the sap to drip out. Traditionally, they used a metal tap and hung a sap bucket off the tap (with a 'roof' to keep debris out). Today, most sugar growers use plastic taps and pipe to collect syrup. It is much cheaper and faster as well as cleaner (since there is no way for bugs or debris to get into the sap).
The sap drains into (or is transported to) the sugar house where it is boiled down into syrup. It takes 40 gallons of sap to make one gallon of syrup. Originally the farms produced maple sugar that pioneer households used as a sweetener. When railroads became common, sugar from the south was much cheaper so New England farmers started selling syrup instead. The process is the same, but syrup isn't boiled down as far. However, even though the product is now syrup, the process is still called 'Sugarin'.
Most of the pancake syrups available in supermarkets today contain little if no maple syrup. If you read the label however, you can still find real maple syrup and it is quite good. The Morse farm still uses wood to boil down the sap, so keeps a wood shed next to the sugar house (you can see the roof of the sugar house behind it). In the off season, it doubles as a theater to show visitors how the syrup is made.




After leaving the Morse farm, we wandered around the back roads quite a bit -very bad roads - the gift of harsh Vermont winters I suppose). We finally found the "Rock of Ages" granite operation. The gift shop was still open, but tours to the quarry were over for the day. This is the largest granite quarry in America and I'd really like to see it. Also, we were both tired and there was a nice RV park just a block or so from the operation, so we decided to stay here for the night and take the tour in the morning.
The good news is that after the granite quarry, we should be able to head back into New Hampshire and continue pressing east again. Maybe we'll make it to Maine before next summer?