Fort McClary Near Kittery, Maine

We left our RV camp in York Harbor, Maine, for a day trip to see what we could find and ran into Fort McClary.

 Here's a little info for you:
For more than 275 years, a fort has protected the approaches to the Piscataqua River at the southern gateway to Kittery. The most recent of these is Fort McClary, named for New Hampshire native Major Andrew McClary, who died at the Revolutionary War's Battle of Bunker Hill. Fort McClary is one of the state's most important historic forts. It demonstrates how military architecture and technology changed over the centuries.
The buildings on the site are from different periods. This shows how it was upgraded and modified to meet new defensive needs. The fort was manned during five wars: The Revolutionary War, War of 1812, Civil War, Spanish-American War, and World War I. Yet like most other Maine forts, it saw little conflict.

 So I'll just let you look for yourself.

 These are huge blocks that were brought in many years ago to complete the fort but here they lie. Still.

 I was not going down there! I ain't afraid of no ghost! :)

Poor little Willow had walked her little legs off so I had to hold her so she could rest. Of course I didn't mind at all.

 After touring the fort we hopped back into Itsy and traveled back to our campsite.

Happy trails,

Shelia :)

Returning to York Harbor, Maine

During July, George, Willow and I decided to travel back to York Harbor, Maine. This is one of our favorite places to camp. We stayed at Libby's Oceanside RV Camp in the same space as we did in July, 2015. If you'd like to see that post just click HERE.

 Nothing like the rocky coast of Maine. So lovely and cool.

 Here is Kiki all set up. It stayed overcast the entire time we were here.

 Can't you just hear the crashing of the waves?

The smell of the ocean?

 Oh, and how could I forget to show you little Willow! Ain't she cute?

 One more snap of our little fuzzy face. I really do mean fuzzy face because she was due a hair cut!

 Let's take a little drive and look at houses. I love to do that, don't you?

 Pretty?

Here I am with my head in the fog or is that smoke from the hamburgers grilling? Oh, well. This is the place to have lobstah! I forgot to take a snap of our grilled lobstahs because we ate them so fast. Trust me they were delicious. This is Maine after all and lobster is always pronounced 'lobstah'! :)

Happy trails,

Shelia :)

Lake George and Lake Placid

Well, I thought it was time I posted some of our summer trips for you. Since we took our long long trip last year, we decided to go on some short little trips this year. So we've taken a few little 3 day trips. We do live in such a wonderful area to be so close to so many beautiful places.

So in June we hooked up Itsy (our Smart car) to Kiki and headed out for Lake George just a few miles from where we live. We stopped at one lovely RV campground but had to leave because they didn't allow dogs. Well, that wouldn't do because we're taking our little Willow with us. So we found the Whippoorwill Campsite and it was okay. 

 As you can see it was a nice park but we didn't want to stay but one night so we could head on to Lake Placid the next morning. We woke up and checked the weather and it was going to be cold in Lake Placid so we hopped in Itsy and drove home to get jackets and extra blanket and then back to the RV camp to move on.

Little Willow is 4 months old here and loves to go RVing with us. Isn't she sweet?

 After grabbing some hash browns from McDonalds (love those) we were off! Such a beautiful drive through the Adirondack Mountains.

Here we are at our camp!

 So cute and we liked it a lot. I forgot to bring my journal so I forgot how much it was a night. Oh, well. I do forget sometimes.

 Lake Placid is tucked in the Adirondacks and as you see, there are lovely streams to gaze upon. I'm sure that water was ice cold.

 We'll drive through the little downtown a bit.

 Here you see Mirror Lake. Isn't it beautiful?

 Hop back in the car and we'll show you something kinda special.

This is White Face Mountain which was the site of the 1932 & 1980 winter Olympics!

 See the little lifts!!

 Another lovely view of the rushing water at the base of White Face Mountain. I know I've poste lots of pictures I just wanted to share what a lovely area to camp in.

Willow says to turn out the lights it's bed time.

Happy trails,

Shelia :)

Almost Home! Yippee!

This will be the last post from our long, long but wonderful trip. If you'd followed along with me, I hope you've enjoyed it too.
On this day, I made cinnamon rolls, from a can but good, and left the last RV camp around 7:00 am.

 We made it to Pennsylvania, another beautiful state.

 We arrived at a camp but I guess I was tired as I have no idea where in Pennsylvania it was or what it was called. Just in case you think I have an amazing memory, I will now burst that bubble. I keep a journal for our travels or I really would forget what we did from day to day. I've done that for years, even before we started RVing. Anyway, it is what it is. Is your tiny mouth watering by looking at that fruit cake? Well, we bought it in Waco at the Collin Street Bakery and just couldn't wait any longer to chomp down on it. So I opened up the tin and we went to town!

Somewhere we stayed the night in Pennsylvania! :)

 Okay! Okay!! Can you see this snap? Huh?

 Now can you see it? Yes! We are in New York and that is 'the city' in the distance.

We outdid ourselves on this day as we drove 518 miles! I only drove about 50 of those miles. George just likes to drive so I let him. :) One of the main reasons we drove for so long to get home was...

 To celebrate our little grandson's third birthday the next day.

Needless to say, we made it home safe and sound and slept in our own bed. My thanks to God for watching over us and keeping us safe on this long journey. We got to sing Happy Birthday to our little Campie in person! Gotta love it.

For all of you who stayed with me - thank you. 

Happy trails, 

Shelia :)