“USA 🇺🇸 Part 1 of 2 ~Road Trip’n Through Vermont!”

We finally made it to Vermont and have been hanging out in this historic slice of heaven, called “The Shires” for a few days now.
Bennington to Manchester

This section of Route 7 is only 23 miles, but we took our time.
There are actually two Route 7s between Bennington and Manchester. 
Route 7A was the original Route 7; traveling through several small towns en route to Manchester.
A larger two-lane freeway was eventually built so vehicles could travel at 55 mph and those historical small towns were bypassed.
The locals call the two roads: Big 7 and Little 7.
For our trip, were hopped right on to Little 7 (7A) so we we could get the full Vermont experience right away. ⬇️

If you ever come yourselves, don’t miss this loop!
Daryl was driving and I was clicking away with my camera, where we could, and stopping to explore, further, when needed. 


…On a warm June morning in 1922, Robert Frost sat down at his dining room table in southern Vermont and wrote “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” one of his most famous poems.This house, ⬆️ including the 7-acre grounds with rugged old stone walls, a barn and some of the heirloom apple trees from Frost’s orchard, is now open as a museum under the ownership of Bennington College. “This was a very important property for him and an important time in his life,” said Megan Mayhew Bergman, director of the Robert Frost Stone House Museum at Bennington College. He hit his prime as a poet here, she said.Frost’s poems, with their simple rhymes, stories, evocations of rural life and sometimes dark allusions, were immensely popular in the 20th century.

Frost gave the stone house to his son Carol, and then moved to a farm across the road. Carol Frost, who struggled with depression as his father sometimes did, took his own life at the house in 1940.
The house stayed in the family and later was privately owned. It was opened as a museum in 2002. Bennington College acquired the house from the nonprofit Friends of Robert Frost.

Robert Frost bought the Dutch Colonial stone house, built in 1769 in South Shaftsbury and moved his family there with plans to be an apple farmer, after leaving a teaching post at Amherst College.
He found it easier to write when he was farming, according to Frost biographer Jay Parini.
He and his family lived there for nine years, with Frost winning the first of his four Pulitzers during that time.
“I have moved a good part of the way to a stone cottage on a hill at South Shaftsbury in southern Vermont on the New York side near the historic town of Bennington, where if I have any money left after repairing the roof in the spring I mean to plant a new Garden of Eden with a thousand apple trees of some unforbidden variety,” wrote Frost in a letter to a friend on Oct. 23, 1920, according to Parini’s book, “Robert Frost A Life.”

In addition to Robert Frosts Stone House History, we also visited his and his family’s final resting place, also in Vermont. ⬇️

⬆️ Old First Church and Cemetery in Bennington, Vermont.
The cemetery is located next to the historic Bennington Old First Church, where state governors, Revolutionary War veterans and poet Robert Frost are all buried here. This is known as “Vermont’s Sacred Acre.”
Driving into any historic town in Vermont makes many think about selling their house and become a New Englander. Old Bennington, coming in on Vermont Route 9 is no exception. Bennington is tiny charming village with the Old First Church, built in 1806, and restored in 1937.
Frost lies in eternal slumber, just behind this church.
Along with many old grave markets, there are these three simple graves.

The poet’s is in the middle, entombed with his wife and several other members of the Frost family.
Why is Robert Frost buried here, in Old Bennington, behind the Old First Church?  As the story goes, his wife (who died in 1938) wished for her ashes to be spread on a farm in Derry, New Hampshire. When Frost went there to carry out her wishes, he found the farm in poor condition, and found it an unsuitable final resting place, in his opinion. Elinor’s ashes waited on a shelf for two years, until a plot came available at the Old First Church, thanks to a rerouting of Route 9 (this is why Frost’s section of the cemetery appears much newer than the rest of the burial ground).  Scholars have argued over Frost’s religious beliefs, and although he did choose to be buried behind a church, it may also be worth noting that his headstone faces away from it.


All too soon, we had to start thinking about looking for a place to spend a few nights, eventually, as it was getting late, so we decided to look in the Historic area, as we had more exploring to do!


We Looked No Further!
For two nights, we are calling this lovely place our “home away from home.” We got a fair price, and the greatest hosts. Lots of “comfort touches” can be found at Brittany Motel. We feel right at home, here. This morning at breakfast we ate the best banana bread, ever!
The nearest old town is Manchester.

On our first evening, we enjoyed a fire in the pit. It was just perfect, as the nights are dipping into the 50’s, which is what it takes to bring on those fall colors.


We were just starting to see some yellows and reds turn on the trees around the area.
By the time we enjoy Maine, (further North) then head back South, we will circle back through Vermont, if we don’t get our fill of fall colors by then.

On our second day, we got back out to drive around and eventually get something to eat in Manchester.
The weather continued to be sunny with a few clouds, and cooler during the day.
In a few areas on Hwy 7, there are some marshy places, and road signs to watch for Moose. Daryl has never seen one, so I was looking really hard, in hopes of finding one, while he was driving.
All of a sudden, Daryl yelled, BEAR! BEAR! Sure enough, while we were looking for a Moose, a big black Bear ran across the road in front of us. He/She was a little thin, with super long legs, lots of fur and shiny white teeth. I think it was young, (not a cub) but when it grows into those legs, it will be huge!
I had a lot of glare from the windshield as I tried to photograph it run in front of us, so not great photos, but what a cool thing to have happen.


⬆️ Yep, we had to stop on our second time going by. I waited outside on the porch, while Daryl went inside. He came out with Ice Cream, two “Turtle” chocolate, caramels and a gift for me.❤️

⬆️ Daryl bought this cool hook. He said “You like horses and you like hooks.” He is so right. I love horses, and you definitely won’t find “towel bars” in my house. I havent folded towels in my house for about 30 years! I wash and hang them. 😁

⬆️ We can not leave Vermont without buying some Maple Syrup!
When we departed Manchester, we returned to the same highway we came in on: Hwy 7. We had much more to see as we made our way to New Hampshire!

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