Nomad Life - Day 299

It's time to head west...  This morning, I woke up at 0615 in Bruce & Martha's home in Hanover.  Almost immediately, I started teleworking (though I only planned to work a partial day).  During this same window, I made hotel reservations for the weekend.  At 0815, I packed up and headed downstairs to meet up with Bruce, Martha, Monte & Howie.  I found my finished laundry folded neatly (wow!) and had time to play with the dogs (Howie popped a big plastic ball that had been filled with glitter) while Martha made me breakfast.  After the food was ready, I gratefully ate it and talked a bit more with my friends.  By 0915, I was all ready to depart from Hanover.  What a bittersweet moment...  Outside, the weather was wonderful (sunny, with a temp of 68 F).  I'd decided to hike (volunteering for the Hanover Conservancy) in the Greensboro Ridge Natural Area and arrived there by 0920.  For the next hour, I walked around on all of the trails in the system there - this was one of my volunteering tasks when I still lived in New Hampshire and it was good to see the familiar trees, rocks and little creeks.  The trail looked good and I managed to log two miles before I was finished.  Back at my car (1020), I found that I had some important work emails that required my attention.  For the next 15 minutes, I did some calling and texting (even though I was technically on leave) to get everything fixed.  After that, I drove back into Hanover and used NH-10 to reach West Lebanon.  During this ride along the Connecticut River, I kept checking all the gas stations to see if they had any deals.  When I reached the Irving near the border crossing to Vermont, I found the best price I'd seen in the Upper Valley and eagerly (along with lots of other deal-seekers) filled up my tank (1045).  After finishing this task, I headed west - I eschewed using an iPhone map app because I was very familiar with the route I'd be using.  Once I had crossed into Vermont (1055), I got on US-4 and started up an audiobook.  A bit later, I arrived at the bridge over the Quechee Gorge and found that it had re-opened after years of required repairs (nice views!).  Continuing west, I arrived in crowded/busy Woodstock at 1110.  The temps had risen a bit by then (72 F) and the sunny weather brought out hundreds of tourists (and traffic) - let's just say that I wasn't disappointed to leave the town in my rearview mirror...  I reached Rutland by 1150 and enjoyed the familiar views from so many visits to the town when I was hiking the Appalachian Trail.  Continuing through busy city streets, I cut off the distance (saving miles on my odometer) to US-4 (four lane).  Using this awesomely fast route, I reached the New York border by 1215.  A bit later, I arrived in Whitehall and merged with NY-22.  As I was heading south, I realized that I was also following the Empire State Trail (I logged 8 new miles).  Though I wasn't looking at a map of the larger trail, I figured out that it disappeared when I reached the "un-merge" of US-4 and NY-22 in Comstock.  Soon after that, I reached an poorly placed traffic light in Fort Ann and ended up having to wait for a while in a "traffic jam" (1235).  Beyond that, I got up to speed again and followed US-4 until I was in Hudson Falls.  From there, I headed west on back roads and crossed the Hudson River (1250) - the Google Maps routing (which I was using by that point) took me into Saratoga County on rural roads (e.g., CR-27) but I eventually got on US-9.  It might have been a fast road but I then had to deal with slow trucks and some pesky rain...  Later, I went back into a rural area and followed CR-36 until I passed through Greenfield Centre (1320).  Basically, I was crossing a mountain ridge as I drove west.  My route took me on CR-21 and NY-29 until I arrived in Fulton County (1345).  (I should have mentioned that I had made the trip to this exact area because I had no eBird entries for the county at all and I wanted to visit Sacandaga Lake.)  Switching to NY-30 (and a cutoff that took me through the town of Mayfield), I arrived in the Adirondack Park.  There were lots of trucks with boat trailers, despite the overcast skies at this point.  Since I really didn't have an agenda, I first checked out the area near Paradise Point on Great Sacandaga Lake. Everything near there was privately owned, though.  Heading south again, I got some wonderful vistas near the aptly named Grandview Marina.  Eventually, I found a parking spot near the western side of the Mayfield Marina and got to do my birding.  By that point, though, it was raining again so I didn't tarry long.  Leaving the area near the lake, I used NY-30, NY-30A, State St and NY-29A - during this time, I passed in and out of ADK.  The drive was very pretty and I passed through little communities along small bodies of water (e.g., Caroga Lake).  Later, I was following NY-29 and Summit Road, which was characterized by the presence of several Amish farmers working along the sides of the paved roads.  Meanwhile, the weather returned to being sunny and the drive got easier.  Eventually, I was on NY-5 (a more urban road) and, when I reached some actual shopping malls, decided I was ready for lunch.  When I stopped at Burger King in Utica, though, it was too busy; skipping lunch seemed like a better idea. Instead, I got on NY-49 (four lane) and used it to reach NY-31, which might have been the road I used for the rest of the day.  However, I suddenly stumbled across the North Country Trail (which I was watching for) as I passed the NY-46 intersection (1610).  It was strange - the sense of Deja Vu was so strong that I knew "this is it!" without a doubt!  After backtracking to a place where I could park, I found the NCT map and started following the paved route in the area.  I first re-crossed the Canal trench and drove south towards the town of Durhamville.  There was a bit of a detour (bridge work) but I eventually located a place (Lake Road) where the canal path (and formal NCT track) resumed it's pathway through the woods.  It would have been great if I could have hiked on the trail for a while but I decided to only drive on "unfinished" sections.  From the start of the bike trail, I followed Canal Road and resumed recording NCT miles in the place where it ended (on Canal Road) north of the I-90 overpass.  For about 0.3 miles, the NCT was coincident across the Interstate.  On the south side of this overpass, the rail trail resumed and continued all the way to Wampusville.  I found another trailhead at Court Street and noticed that the NCT got on road again.  Using my car, I followed the trail signs for another 0.2 miles and then abruptly came across the place where I’d walked the NCT (from Canastota) earlier in the year.  In other words, I'd connected two sections of NCT and filled in a gap!  Finished with my trail seeking fun at 1645, I got back on (dirt/grave) Canal Road and made my way to Canastota (passed the trailheads I'd visited earlier in 2026).  I next used NY-5 (including one cutoff for shorter distance) until I was able to get on NY-290.  The speeds picked up and, before I knew it, I'd merged with I-690 and was passing quickly through Syracuse (1720).  Unlike my visit in March, I was able to get a good look at Onondaga Lake this time.  The four lane road continued like an arc around the west side of the city.  My route returned to two lane when I had to exit on NY-370 and I followed that road until I reached Ridge Road.  Eventually, I was able to get on NY-104, a much faster two lane route through western New York.  When I reached the town of Wolcott (1805), I stopped to get some dinner at McDonalds (one of the first fast food restaurants I'd seen in hours).  I got my food "to go" and was on the road again by 1815.  On NY-104 again, I was surprised by the volume of oncoming traffic - I guess everyone from Monroe County enjoys their weekends in the nearby countryside...  Not long after, I arrived in the outskirts of Rochester.  Switching to NY-590, I followed it to I-490 and entered the downtown area of the city by 1900. If I'd had more free time, I might have stopped.  Instead, I followed NY-531 until I could (finally) return to NY-31 (and/or NY-31A) - I wonder what the trip would have been like if I stayed on that road all the way?  Along the way, I passed through the town of Sweden and it brought back memories of my recent vacation to Europe. It wasn't long before I entered the city of Lockport (Niagara County) and, I'll admit, it was a great relief to arrive at my hotel, the Historic Niagara Inn (Victorian home that has been converted to a hotel).  This Booking.com choice was purely dictated by the high price of lodging in the area and, when I did the self-checkin process (2010), I started to wonder if I'd made a mistake.  The place definitely had character!  It actually reminded me of The Doyle Hotel in Duncannon (PA).  After a long day of driving, it felt great to be able to relax, read and work on my travel blog.  Somehow, I stayed up until 2300.  My drive tomorrow will be much shorter than it could have been if I hadn't put in all the work, though.  New Hampshire is behind me - Canada is on the distant horizon!  NCT Today = 3.0 miles / Grand Total NCT = 168.6 miles

Nomad Life - Day 298

As the last “region destination” of my summer in the Granite State, Keene turned out to be a great choice.  I'd visited the area a few times but hadn't stayed overnight there since I was a kid in the 1980s.  The nearby area of Cheshire County (as far west as Brattleboro, Vermont) was full of friendly people, lots of rail trails and was within a short drive of paddling opportunities on the Connecticut River.  During the course of the last four days, I was very lucky to see some of the big highlights prior to my departure to the north.  Because I had to vacate the hotel by 1100, I woke up very early (0520) and started teleworking.  At 0800, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Days Inn (Keene) and then got back on my work computer.  Since I'd mostly packed already, I was able to keep teleworking until 1050.  After checking out of the hote, I said goodbye to Keene and headed towards the Upper Valley.  The weather was nice (70s & partly cloudy) and the traffic wasn't too bad.  When I'd noticed that NH-10 came through town, I knew I could navigate all the way to I-89 because it would be the same road all the way there.  The speeds of the country road, of course, were not very fast but I was able to listen to my audiobook while weaving through pretty valleys.  I crossed into Sullivan County by 1130 and made good time through Newport.  After using I-89 to reach the US-4 exit (near Enfield), I reached my storage unit (1215) and started the arduous project of sorting through the storage unit and repacking my car for an indefinite period of time away from the East Cost.  After a full year of traveling full time, I was able to shed about one third of the things I'd been carrying in my car of the last year.  Not only should this change allow me to use the second row of seating as a potential sleeping spot (only in a jam), but my car looks a bit less "unhoused" than it did.  Even better, everything else fit in the storage unit.  I think I even improved the interior organization!  The only sad part of the story is that I had to part with Tequila Sunrise again...  She had a good run this year, with more than 10 new miles of the Connecticut River and 65 miles in the water herself (out of 75 miles total paddling for the year).  I truly enjoyed returning to the water and will definitely miss the option of being able to stop and paddle anytime I want.  Even though I was making a lot of progress in improving the quality of my Nomad Life, the hot and sticky nature of the job and a self-imposed "deadline" of 1530 made the whole thing feel like pressure and urgency.  It was a relief, therefore, when I actually got done right when I wanted and was able to close the door on worrying about packing for my upcoming drive.  I made a stop at the Citgo near Jesse's to fill up my tires.  Recently, the TPMS has failed as soon as I start my car - so the gauge on the pump was really my only assurance that things were good.  Next, I crossed NH-120 (just like old times, when I lived nearby) and went inside Jesse's for a traditional Thursday Happy Hour with my friends (1545).  During the course of the next few hours, I got to talk with Ardra, Jacob, Denis and Bruce.  I'm going to miss all of them and am very glad I got to attend several of these events during the summer...  The Happy Hour didn't end like normal, though, because I had asked Bruce if I could stay with him (he'd made a standing offer during one of my previous visits).  So, I followed him to his house in Hanover and brought in a few items for my overnight stay.  Martha greeted me warmly, as did their Scottish Terriers (Monte and Howie).  Everyone seemed to like me and Martha was very gracious in helping me to do a much-needed load of laundry.  At about 1900, we sat down on the screened-in patio for a delicious dinner (Martha is a chef) of grilled pork loin, rice, squash "salad" and corn on the cob.  The weather was wonderful and we had a nice conversation too.  Actually, the talking went on much later than I'd thought it would and I suddenly realized it was 2130!  After excusing myself (and thanking my friends for their hospitality), I went to the guest room and did a little more teleworking (finished the last 45 minutes of my work day.  After that, I did some reading and Duolingo exercises before going to  bed at 2330.  It's been a great summer in the Northeast but now it's time to (re)visit the Upper Midwest!

Nomad Life - Day 297

Today was going to be my last full day working in Keene and I hoped to take advantage of several interesting opportunities for outdoor activity and beer tasting before it was over.  Fortunately, I was awake at 0515 and started teleworking immediately.  At 0800, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Days Inn (Keene).  After returning to teleworking, I had a series of meetings - that made for a more interesting day at "the office" than I've seen recently...  I ate lunch (that I'd made myself) in my room at 1245.  I then kept working until my day was complete at 1500.  Fifteen minutes later, I departed from the Days Inn.  Outside, it was very sunny (partial eclipse was earlier in the day) and the temps were again in the low 80s.  Instead of doing my walking exercise first, I decided to take advantage of one more day with Tequila Sunrise.  To reach the paddling location, I took NH-9 to the west and crossed the Connecticut River.  In Vermont, I used US-5 and back roads into to Downtown Brattleboro - from there, it wasn't hard to find the Retreat Meadows Access (boat launch).  When I arrived at 1545, I found the parking lot to be VERY steep - somehow, I managed to park in a place where I could unload my kayak.  Nearby, an older lady (with red hair) was doing the same thing, although she was accompanied by a little dog who excitedly got into the kayak when she launched.  I got my boat in the water right behind her (1550) and started paddling east towards the mouth of the West River.  The large estuary where I was had so many kinds of vegetation chocking it and the water was very shallow.  As a result, I had to veer very far to the south (i.e., away from the river) to reach the exit.  Actually, the lady with her dog was very helpful in this scenario - I followed her and soon found the narrow channel that led to the Connecticut River.  When I reached the main channel, I immediately started paddling south (downriver).  As I'd seen during the previous two days, there were lots of motorboats (and jetskis) and people didn't seem to care how much of a wake they kicked up (this made for some tough paddling for me at times).  Also, it started to get much more windy as I continued and I started to wonder how hard it would be to get back to my car...  I hugged the Vermont shoreline initially (nice and shady) but eventually had to cross the river to the New Hampshire side because the river basically forked near an island on the south end of Brattleboro.  In this way, I reached Norm's Marina (NH) at 1640.  Since I'd been rushed before, I hadn't put on any sunscreen - as a result, I go out of the water here to apply it.  As I was getting ready to launch again, a little red boat (it looked like the one in the movie "The African Queen" and seemed to be steam powered) passed by and tooted its "train whistle" in greeting.  Taking his cue, I paddled due west (from NH to VT) for almost a mile until I was again hugging the Vermont shoreline.  In the shade again, I paddled back to the north.  When I passed the outflow of the West River, I didn't stop and, instead, made my way to the area near the NH-9 Bridge (where I'd been yesterday).  My turnaround point ended up being the opposite side of the river from the "Great Gulf" (just south of the bridge itself).  When I started my backtrack, I had to contend with lots of motor boats and wakes - ugh...  Otherwise, though, it was mostly smooth water.  I finally reached the opening for the estuary (West River) and paddled carefully through the shallow water and vegetation choked estuary.  My (probably) last paddling event of 2026 was finished at 1810.  Like it has been during the last few days, the mileage calculation was difficult.  Even though I only paddled (per my map) about two new miles of Connecticut River, I had all the extra paddling in the West River and the river crossings (twice) to get to the shoreline I wanted.  As a result, I think it is fair to say that I paddled for eight miles this afternoon.  What a great three days - 10 new miles of CT River and lots of good memories!  After leading up my kayak, I left Brattleboro (1825) and used a backtrack route (mostly NH-9) to reach Keene.  For the walking portion of my outdoor activity today, I parked at the trailhead for the Cheshire Rail Trail (North Section) on Whitcomb's Mill Road at 1845 and started walking east.  It was only then that I remembered that some rain had been forecasted and I quickly retrieved an umbrella from my car.  This turned out to be a great decision because the water started falling about five minutes later.  This made for a soggy slog through the wooded area west of town.  However, I still made it easily to my last turnaround (from Monday) on the trail (Pitcher Street, about 1.5 miles from my car) and then backtracked without incident.  Even though I'd walked three miles when I finished at 1745, this might have been the least eventful hike of my entire summer in New Hampshire...  To cap off my evening, I headed into town (following back roads to the north of NH-9) until I arrived at the Elm Street Brewery & Pub (on Island Street).  It ended up being inside of one of the old mill buildings (huge smokestacks) I'd seen on my first day of Cheshire Rail Trail hiking in Keene.  I sat down just after 2000 and ordered a light dinner of soup & salad, accompanied by a flight of four beers (including one called "Peachy Keene").  The bar was very busy so I wasn't able to sit there - the nice server I ended up with more than made up for the "rejection".  After getting done with my beer and food (2040), I drove back my hotel (arrived within 5 minutes).  For the rest of the evening, I did paperwork and planning for the next few days (including touring Toronto with Monte).  Even though I didn't watch any movies, I still didn't got to bed until 2315.  I've enjoyed my time in Keene - it is a nice city that deserves another visit!  Connecticut River Today = 2.0 miles / All Time CT River = 135.5 miles (125 continuous from Woodsville to NH-9 Bridge) 

Nomad Life - Day 296

Somehow, I managed to wake up at 0605 (before my alarm) and start my telework day.  I ate breakfast in lobby of the Days Inn (Keene) at about 0745 and then went back to telework.  Once again, it was another slow day.  Somehow, I kept working until 1500.  I ordered lunch from Panera again (used the last of Brenna's gift card to me) but, this time, I just left the hotel and ate the food in the restaurant.  After that, I headed east on NH-9 so I could start my outdoor activities,  It was sunny and temps were in the low 80s today - what a great day!  After making my way through some roundabouts, I drove east to NH-101 and found the northern terminus for Cheshire Rail Trail South.  There really wasn't an official trailhead but I parked in a gravel area along the side of the busy highway at 1530.  Instead of walking south, though, I headed north and west towards the Center of Keene.  Initially, I walked on some city streets through quiet residential areas.  Before long, though, I reached a paved rail trail called the (Keene) Industrial Heritage Trail.  This took me all the way to the shopping areas near Main Street and I visited Railroad Square again (like yesterday).  Since there was no official trail, I started my backtrack via some different parking lot roads.  Along the way, I saw a wall mural that celebrated the movie "Jumanji", which was apparently filed in Keene.  After reaching the end of the Industrial Heritage Trail again, I noticed that there was major construction across the street - it turned out to be an extension of the trail (in the old railroad bed) that paralleled the city streets I'd used on the outbound leg.  Later, I met a lady who was walking her dog and children and she explained that the new section was supposed to open in the Fall - too bad I missed that!  When I reached my car again, I figured out that I'd completed the Cheshire Rail Trail "Central" section (see yesterday's notes about the trail organization).  My car was on the opposite side of NH-101 and, after I crossed the highway, I began walking the Cheshire Rail Trail Southern section.  This took me across one of the local examples (of several) of a stone arch bridge (Cheshire Railroad Stone Arch Bridge) - impressive!  I didn't walk very long and turned around again at Swanzey Factory Road.  I was back at my car by 1700 (after probably 0.3 on that rail trail).  My total of walking for the day had, by then, reached 3.5 total miles.  With paddling in mind again, I drove back through Keene (on NH-101 and NH-9) in the direction of West Chesterfield.  Along the way, I stopped briefly at the Chesterfield Gorge.  There were some trails but the "gorge" was not very impressive.  I talked to a family (visiting from another country?) but then got back in my car (1725).  Overall, I spent less than 10 minutes there.  Continuing west, I located the Chesterfield River Road Access boat launch (the same place I visited yesterday) by 1740.  This time, the lot was filled with SO many cars.  I tried all kinds of ways to park but finally had to leave my car almost in the bushes (to allow room for trailers to launch and not get hit).  At about the same time, another guy showed up (he had a huge boat trailer) so I felt lucky that I even had been able to park...  Tequila Sunrise was launched and I was paddling away from the landing by 1745 - this time, I headed south in the Connecticut River.  My initial goal was to paddle to the Old Ferry Boat Launch (VT) and I made my way in that direction (hugging the Vermont side of the river to stay in the shade).  Along the way, I passed an interesting formation of Canada Geese in a long line and got to see more of the swallows diving that had entertained me last night.  I arrived at the Old Ferry Boat Launch earlier than I expected and decided to keep going to the NH-9 bridge that I didn't think was much farther.  At around that time, I passed a small green clearing that had a literal container home - there was a guy living there and I started to get some ideas...  Eventually, I reached the bridge, which the map said was five miles from my starting point.  There were lots of tents under bridge and I saw people who were clearly living there.  I wasn't sure whether to believe the mileage claim but I made sure to turn around in the place on the map called the "Great Gulf" (a little creek just below the … bridge).  My backtrack upriver began at 1850.  Just as I crossed under the bridge again, I noticed that two motorboats waited on me (saving me from more wake disruption) - I happily waved to them.  As I made my way back to the car, I started to get tired - only then did I really start believing that I'd be logging a 10 mile day on the water!  As the evening cooled, I also got to enjoy some more glassy water surface - so pretty.  The sun probably officially set before I arrived at my car (2010) but I felt like I could get the boat stowed much quicker than I had the previous night,  Temps had dropped to 72 F (pleasant).  Like last night, I thought about going to a brewery but discovered that most were closed on Tuesdays.  Oh well!  I headed back to my hotel (via the reverse route of earlier in the afternoon) and arrived at 2030.  In my room again, I spent the rest of the evening catching up on my travel blog, watching movies and doing Duolingo exercises.  In the end, I stayed up MUCH later than I planned (0015).  Still, it was another good day of outdoor fun!  Connecticut River Today = 5.0 miles / All Time CT River = 133.5 miles (123 continuous from Woodsville to NH-9 Bridge) 

Nomad Life - Day 295

New Nomad Life "home", new work week!  This morning, I was up at 0515 and started teleworking.  At 0800, went to breakfast in the lobby of the Days Inn (Keene) and then went back to teleworking very quickly.  Sadly, I had another slow work day (these seem to be getting more and more common).  Despite the relative boredom, I didn't leave my computer until I finally decided to order some lunch from the Panera across the street from the hotel.  At 1455, I ordered some food (used my gift card from Brenna) and then walked to the restaurant.  In the end, I spent less than five minutes away from my desk!  Once I was back online I ate my food while I wrapped up my telework day (1530).  Almost immediately, I departed from the hotel and started exploring Downtown Keene.  The day was partly cloudy and the temps were in the mid 80s.  I'd done some research on the Cheshire Rail Trail and finally (after trying several side roads unsuccessfully) located it near the Keene State Campus.  However, I had a hard time finding a place where I could legally park without paying at the meter.  There lots of signs about towing...  Despite this, I stopped in a few places to check on signage, etc.  Finally (1600), I found a "two hour parking" spot near the city's Transportation Hub (near the corner of Gilbo & Main).  The Cheshire Rail Trail (albeit in sidewalk form) passed right by and I started walking east.  The information I'd seen was that the Cheshire Railroad used to travel between Walpole and Fitzwilliam (passing through Keene in the middle) in a continuous line of track.  However, the demise of the railroad led to several cuts in the right of way - this turned the trail into a Northern Section (northwest of Keene) and Southern Section (southeast of Keene).  Each section was about 21 miles but, until recently, could not be connected with "official" trail.  Now, however, there is a "Central" section (my term) that allows walkers and bikers to safely (and rather easily) finish a nearly 43 mile trail in one go.  Anyway, I was walking near almost the exact middle of the trail and I first checked out Railroad Square (near Gilbo & Main) before backtracking past my car and on sidewalks towards the west.  I soon reached the trail junction for the Ashuelot Trail, which I'd last walked in August 2025 (down near the border with Massachusetts).  This, then, was the northern terminus (20+ miles away from the southern terminus).  I followed the Ashuelot to the south until I reached the Keene State ball fields.  Backtracking from there, I got back on the Cheshire Trail and walked west on Emerald Street, then a bike trail and then Island Street.  At this latter road, I located the start of the Northern Section of Cheshire Rail Trail.  It was a nice tree-lined pathway that headed west and I used it to cross NH-9 until I reached Pitcher Street.  From there, I backtracked to my car (arrived at 1730).  With my walk completed, I felt an urgency to get my paddling workout before it got dark.  After quickly making may through town to NH-9, I drove west towards Vermont.  The speeds were good and there wasn't much traffic.  I exited the highway at got off at Brook Street in West Chesterfield (NH) and eventually found a boat launch (Google Maps didn't show it so I only could use my paper Connecticut River Map).  I was parked on the Chesterfield River Road Access lot by 1800.  While unloading my kayak  I ended up talking with a Navy guy who had just returned from kayaking in the Connecticut River (he had gone to the south).  By 1810, I had launched my own kayak and was headed north.  I initially started on the New Hampshire side of the river but, as the river snaked back and forth, I ended up in the shady area on the Vermont side.  Along the way, I watched tree and barn swallows dipping and splashing in the water.  There were lots of herons too.  I had to watch out for lots of water-skiers (wakes) but eventually had the river to myself.  After that, the water surface was like glass.  The paper map had said the distance was about three miles but it was hard to be sure - my pace was strong and, in the end, I believe the distance was correct.  I made it to Dummerston Landing (VT) at 1910 - this was where I last paddled the Connecticut in July 2025.  I talked to a nice fisherman and touched shore there before I started my backtrack.  The sun was going down but I dilly dallied in a few places to do some birding.  Deer came down to the water in a few places but got spooked by my splashing.  Just before I finished, I saw a C-130 fly overhead...  I was finished with my first Connecticut River of 2026 at 2010.  By then, it was nearly dark so restowing was much slower.  By 2030, though, I had Tequila Sunrise stowed safely in position on top of Nessie.  As I got ready to leave the boat launch, I thought about going to a brewery.  Sadly, most closed at 2100 or were too far west (and I didn't want to drive into Vermont).  Happy with my workout, I followed the back roads to NH-9 and returned to Keene (I arrived back at hotel at 2100).  In my room again, I spent time cleaning up, found more clothes for hiking & paddling and started looking at my trail mileage tracker.  Along the way, I found a mileage error from my last paddle on the Connecticut but balanced everything in the end.  I took care of some other paperwork, did some Duolingo exercises, watched a few YouTube videos and did some reading.  My dad and daughters liked my Franklin Pierce social media post from the day before.  Even more importantly, though, I heard about Johnny & Gabi's engagement - wow!  I finally went to bed at 2345.  Another interesting Nomad Life day of work, hiking and paddling - life is good!  Connecticut River Today = 3.0 miles / All Time CT River = 128.5 miles (118 continuous from Woodsville to Chesterfield) 

Nomad Life - Day 294

My Manchester visit finally ended today after nearly two weeks - it was time to depart.  I got up at 0630 and spent time reading, doing Duolingo exercises and working on puzzles.  Before going to breakfast in the lobby of the Econolodge (Manchester), I cleaned my room and packed up everything.  After my meal was completed, I made plans for the coming week - I was able to get a relatively inexpensive room for three nights in Keene and then made a reward night reservation in the same hotel.  I hope that the staff will make it easy for me to transition between the two...  Along the way, I also got the ticket for Notre Dame Football game at Lambeau Field (in September) from my cousin, Tim.  After that, I spent time catching up on my travel blog and the trying to resolve the recent security breach issue.  At 1040, I was finally ready to leave the hotel.  Outside, it was sunny and 81 F.  Following up on another recommendation from the folks I met (Don & Peggy) at The Prodigal Brewing Company, I drove into Downtown Manchester and found a parking place near the City Hall. From there, I walked to the Red Arrow Diner, an iconic location on the campaign trails of candidates for the "First in the Nation" Primary for more than 30 years.  The little place was quite crowded but I found a seat at the counter (front row view of the kitchen stoves).  When I sat down at 1055, the first thing I noticed was a little plaque that said “Lindsay Graham sat here" - what an amazing thing to see when the Senator from South Carolina just died this year...  Even though this was my first visit, I skipped the infamous “de-virginizing” ceremony.  After reviewing the menu and finding several interesting combinations, I ordered their famous American Chop Suey for my early lunch.  When it arrived, the portion was very big and the food was delicious.  While eating, I surveyed the walls (lots of photos of famous people), signage (lots of crass comments) and swag (lots for sale) - it was an interesting venue!  Afterwards, I walked back to my car and left Manchester for the last time (1130).  It's hard to believe that I'd spent two full weeks in the area!  My goal for the day was to reach Hillsborough (to finish up a rail trail there) and then visit the Franklin Pierce Farm.  After crossing the Merrimack River, I made my way (via city streets) to NH-114A and drove towards the northwest.  This route took me through Goffstown and past the rail trail I'd walked several years ago.  Following Pleasant Street and, later, New Boston Road.  When I got on this latter avenue, I remembered there was a rail trail in New Boston and stopped to check the map.  The cell signal was very bad but I finally got my map app to work.  When it showed me the nearest trailhead for the New Boston Rail Trail, I realized I was only 0.2 miles away!  In fact, I was parked right at the turn for a bridge that would take me across the Piscataquog River.  I turned towards the trailhead and ended up encountering another driver (he was following me) on the way.  As I tried to find the rail trail parking lot (not far from the northern end of the trail), I stopped short and then noticed that the driver followed me into the parking lot.  For a few minutes, I was worried that I'd angered him.  When I got out of my car, I apologized for the driving.  However, the other guy, who I learned was named Eric, was very nice.  He said he knew I wasn't a local person (due to my license plate) and was just out for his daily walk.  As I got geared up, we figured out we were both Navy veterans and decided we should keep talking while we walked.  At 1155, I started out on the trail with Eric.  We walked south until we reached Lang Station (about two miles from our cars) and then backtracked all the way to the northern terminus (near NH-114), which was about 0.5 miles north of our cars.  We had a great conversation and Eric later told me he'd only planned to walk for about 40 minutes.  In the end, though, we logged almost five miles on the New Boston Rail Trail!  When we finished walking at 1355, we exchanged contact information and said our goodbyes.  Since the afternoon was progressing quickly and I wanted to visit Franklin Pierce's home, I departed the trailhead within 10 minutes.  I initially followed dirt road to NH-114 and then took side streets to NH-149.  After some more country roads, I reached NH-31 and located the Franklin Pierce Farm (State Historic Site) at 1440.  This was the first time I've visited but I have check this place out since I first learned about my family's supposed connection with the former President.  More background: when your older relatives tell you that your family is connected to two of the worst (in the opinion of historians) Presidents in history, it seems like it must be true.  After all, as Sean Connery’s character in “The Untouchables” opined, “Who would claim to be that, who was not?” I couldn’t let it rest there, though - in the years since I heard those stories I’ve done my own research and tried to make sense of the animosity that the family had towards President Franklin Pierce.  I was told that our Pierces were so upset by their relative’s reputation that they changed the spelling of their own surname.  This apparently did happen in historically documented cases of other Pierces.  Still, it’s hard to trust in a 150+ year old tale. Today's visit to the President’s boyhood home in Hillsborough, then, was intended to give me a better glimpse of the man behind the stories.  After an excellent tour provided by a passionate Gen Z guide, I came away with the impression that Franklin Pierce tried to be all things to all men and, in this, came away looking like he had no strong views of his own.  But he had the ability to be friendly with men of all the parties, North and South, and seemed to be a genuinely kind hearted soul who weathered horrible tragedies.  In the end, he could have been more of a victim of the difficult antebellum situation - one false move could lead to dissolution of the Union.  As the guide said, “Pierce may have been the Jimmy Carter of his day.”  I came away with a better feeling about the Fourteenth President than I had before my visit - maybe it’s not so bad to be related to him.  Now if there was only a way to “rehabilitate” the reputation of the other Presidential relative (Harding)...  I left the farm building at 1600 (when they closed) and had a call with Brenna and Jesse about my visit.  We wrapped up our talk at 1615 and I back on the road, enroute to my hotel.  I used NH-31 to get to NH-9 (it eventually became a four lane road).  When I reached Keene, the road abruptly ended at a "T" intersection.  However, it continued as a single lane road towards the west and my hotel was only about half a mile in that direction.  I checked into the Days Inn by Wyndham very easily and (fortunately) was able to combine my paid and reward nights into one stay.  After getting settled in my room (1700), I took a look at the map to decide whether to go out again.  When I checked the distance to the Connecticut River, I decided to forgo a paddle to save miles for the following day, when I felt like I'd me more enthusiastic.  Sadly, my seven day paddling streak ended as a result of this decision.  Instead, I rested in my room for several hours and verified my internet connections (for the coming work day).  Later, I did some reading and Duolingo exercises.  "Dinner" was snacks.  At 1845, Kerith called and we talked for over two hours (!).  It was great to catch up with her after our long summers.  Afterwards, I caught up on social media and then read until very late (2300).  What a great Sunday!

Nomad Life - Day 293

"And now for something completely different..."  Even though it was a weekend day and I'd stayed up late, I was still awake by 0515.  I passed some time by reading, doing Duolingo exercises and puzzles.  There was also come time for cleanup (mostly clothing and paddling gear).  At 0800, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Econolodge (Manchester) and found the same lack of care in the dining area (I didn't bother to check who was working at the front desk).  Like yesterday, though, I got lucky and arrived before the food/drink was gone.  Back in my room room, I did some more reading and got ready for a day away from Manchester.  At 1010, I left the hotel and drove south on back roads until I could access the Everett Turnpike south of the tollbooths.  After getting up to high speeds, I drove all the way to the outskirts of Nashua and exited the highway at NH-111.  To reach the center of town, where I hoped to walk on one of the two rail trails in the area, I had to follow a busy one way street with lots of lights.  Even after I arrived at the place I was searching for, I then had trouble finding free parking.  In the end, I just drive up and down a series of one-way side streets until I was able to find an open spot on Palm Street (next to the "The Arbor" restaurant).  By 1055, I was walking west on the paved surface of the Nashua Heritage Rail Trail.  The day was very sunny and warm (high 80s).  Even worse than some things I'd seen in Manchester, there was nasty graffiti everywhere and the historical/inspirational murals were almost all defaced (it was interesting to see that the ones championing black history had been left alone).  There were also a lot of  homeless on nearly every corner, in every park bench and even in the middle of streets with traffic passing.  About the only sign of civic pride was a well-maintained community garden that lined both sides of the western end of the trail.  When I reached the western terminus (Will Street near Simon Street), I started my backtrack into the center of Nashua.  I found the eastern terminus in just over a mile from where I'd turned around - some white bricks on the sidewalk near the City Clerk's office denoted where the old railroad bed used to cross Main Street.  By then, I wasn't very far from my car and I didn't tarry long.  My walk was finished by 1150 - I'd logged 2.4 miles at this first stop of my day.  Hoping to check out another rail trail, I made my way east, through the city, until I was able to park in a free spot on Temple Street (1200).  Google Maps said that a railroad (and pedestrian) bridge there was called the "Nashua River Rail Trail" but I later researched online and learned that it isn't connected to the main trail that bears that name.  Regardless, I was able to walk for another half mile (including the backtrack) from the south side of the Nashua River to a restaurant called Margaritas on the north side.  Finished with this little jaunt (1220), I decided to go in search of the longer Nashua River Rail Trail.  This required a bunch of driving on more busy city streets (and, later, to cross the Everett Turnpike on NH-111) but I managed to eventually located the trailhead for the northern terminus in Gilson Road.  By 1235, I was walking towards Massachusetts!  The rail trail passed through pretty neighborhoods and crossed several busy streets.  At times, the trail clearly deviated from the old railroad bed because there was a building in the way.  There were LOTS of bikers and, even, some friendly kids on motor bikes - the latter waved to me every time they broke the trail rules and raced by me.  I did like how shady the trail was at times.  At 1300, I arrived at the MA/NH border (Dunstable, MA) and paused to make some birding observations.  After a little while, I turned around and retraced my steps.  The walk back to my car was relatively uneventful and I was back at the New Hampshire trailhead by 1320.  Two more miles of walking and the Nashua River Rail Trail (New Hampshire section) completed.  I took a short break from racing around to each "lunch" (snacks) and try to coordinate a meet up with my local friends, Kevin B (he was out of town), and Fylisity (she said she'd meet me for a drink in the evening).  Next, I drove to nearby Mine Falls Park, which was located just north of the local YMCA.  There was very limited parking and I eventually decided to take my chances with an extra-long spot with the works "boaters only".  From a large kayak/canoe launch chute, I launched Tequila Sunrise into the Nashua River at 1350.  By then, it was overcast and windy.  With the dam to the east of me, my options for paddling were limited to heading upriver to the west.  Along the way, I talked with lots of fishermen.  The wind was definitely a factor, as was the shallowness of the river in some places.  After about 30 minutes, I felt like I'd gone as far as I dared and paddled back towards my car.  Before getting finished (1450), I checked out the barrier in the river near the dam - there was a strong current there.  I'd paddled another 2.5 miles in one hour and felt good about keeping up my kayak street.  During the next 10 minutes, I stowed my boat (difficult because of all the "illegally" parked trucks with boat trailers around me).  Just as I started up my car, I noticed that every one of the half dozen boats I'd passed while paddling had suddenly (and urgently?) raced to the boat launch in an attempt to get out of the water.  I didn't stay to see what caused this ruckus but guessed it might have to do with the rather ominous looking anvil clouds in the distance...  Next, I drove to St. Joseph the Worker Catholic Chuck in preparation for Mass.  I arrived in their parking lot at 1505, changed clothes and read for a little while.  It was still very hot (87 F) but I had found a good spot with shade in the huge parking lot.  At 1530, I went inside the church.  Due to some significant construction (I learned later it was a major renovation), the Parish was using their gymnasium for Mass.  The service began at 1600 and I enjoyed the experience of watching their Deacon in action (he was helping a guest priest).  Similar to last week, there were no kneelers and I was intrigued by the introduction that was read by the lector before all of the readings.  For a lot of the rest, though, I felt a bit left our because the Parish had some “inside baseball” traditions that no guest would expect.  Oh well - it was another chance to see how different churches run things and I liked seeing some more variety.  I was back in my car by 1650 and made my way back to the Everett Turnpike so I could head north to Merrimack.  After I exited on to the Daniel Webster Highway (US-3), I passed though the whole town without a venue in mind.  On the north side of the populated area, I stopped to search for a bar/restaurant on my Google Maps - I ended up seeing a place very close and was at the Tomahawk Butchery & Tavern by 1710.  While perusing their menu, I ordered the house IPA and then noticed the restaurant featured the specialty I'd heard about (from Don and Peggy) the day before.  My server said she didn't like the full belly fried clams special (it came with fries and cold slaw) but the bartender told me it was her favorite.  In the end, I tried to break the tie and ordered the local specialty.  Despite the rather steep price, I did think the food was good.  My server asked (as many seem to do) about my Nomad Life and we had a good conversation since the restaurant wasn't full of people yet.  Meanwhile, Fylisity never showed (I can't say I was surprised....)  After I paid for my meal and said goodbye to the nice staff (1840), I took some photos of the "Live Free or Die" billboard outside.  I left Merrimack at 1845 and followed US-3 back to the Everett Turnpike.  Reaching my hotel by 1900, I spent the rest of the evening cleaning up and watching movies.  Tonight, I was very ready for bed and had all the lights out by 2240.  What a great day in Nashua!

Nomad Life - Day 292

With the weekend approaching, I was eager to wrap up my work week.  With that in mind, I was awake at 0605 (before alarm) and started teleworking.  At 0745, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Econolodge (Manchester).  Sadly, there had been absolutely no care taken in the management of the dining area and the demeanor of the front desk clerk completely explained the slim pickings for a morning meal...  Somehow, I got enough food to feel like I was ready to face the day and quickly returned to room to resume my teleworking.  At around noon time, my lunch was snack I'd brought in from the car.  After that, I did some more telework, staying online until 1600.  As soon as I logged my last hour of the work week, I started getting ready to leave my hotel.  Outside, it was 90 F and sunny - not the most pleasant day for outdoor activities but I was not going to turn down the chance to keep up my paddling and walking streaks...  At 1625, I crossed the Merrimack River and drove across Manchester (via familiar roads such as Queen City Avenue, Cilley Road, Mammoth Road, Candia Road).  I should note that I was mostly ignoring Google Maps), which seemed insistent that I should drive completely around the city (north or south), rather than straight through it.  In my efforts to reach a hiking and paddling spot, though, I was true to my normal strategy of minimizing mileage whenever possible (even if I have to pay with extra time).  Since I'd reached a point in the Rockingham Recreational Trail where the turnaround location was certain, I searched for a potential trailhead to the north of Massabesic Lake.  In this, Google Maps was actually helpful - by 1645, I'd arrived at a trail crossing (with a parking spot!) on Depot Road in Auburn.  Down the street, there was an even bigger lot for the Lake Massabesic Trail system but I eschewed that for the closer parking.  I started walking west on Rockingham Recreational Trail at 1650 and, rather quickly, connected up with the turnaround point from the previous day (on the edge of a large swamp directly north of Massabesic Lake).  Conditions were very hot and buggy.  At one point, I had to pass through a very low tunnel (not enough room for bikers but just barely enough for me on foot).  During my backtrack (east) to my parking spot, I passed some bikers and joggers.  All around me, there was lots of road noise from busy (four lane) NH-101.  After passing my car, I then walked east, all the way to the Chester Turnpike at a very fast pace.  This area was more remote (although noise from NH-101 was still audible).  At mile marker 6.3 (I only knew this from a map I found online), I backtracked to car and finished my walk at 1815.  By then, I'd logged just over four miles and had built a continuous section of the rail trail from the western terminus to today's turnaround point.  Intending to get in a longer paddle today, I next drove south until I could get on NH-121 in "downtown" Auburn.  From there, I drove to Clair's Landing, AKA Manchester Water Works Boat Launch.  As such, it had several special rules (even more than I'd seen at Front Park on the opposite side of the lake).  After parking (1825), I managed to launch Tequila Sunrise by 1835.  For the next 90 minutes, I did my best to paddle north to where I'd turned around the day before (northeast corner of Massabesic Lake).  Initially, I was kayaking in a little cove that was located just to the east of Currier Point.  It was actually more work than I'd planed to paddle around this narrow promontory.  When I cleared the last stones, I headed north along the far eastern side of Massabesic Lake.  The distance was much farther than I'd hoped and it took me about an hour to finally reach the intended target.  With daylight waning, I sprinted back towards my car as fast as I could - this was probably the hardest work I've done with a paddle this year!  I was accompanied by lots of loud car noises (drag racing?) and a few boats that kicked up bigger wakes than I really wanted to deal with.  The sunlight was nearly gone by the time I was back in the little cove and wrapped up my 4.5ish mile evening on the water (2005).  After stowing my kayak back on the roof of my car, I looked on my map app and found out that The Prodigal Brewery was only just over a mile away.  I made my way there in the dark and arrived to a place that looked like someone's home.  I went inside a little barn and met the owner (and, apparently, only employee).  I ordered a flight and one additional taster - this accounted for every one of their available drinks on tap.  A nearby couple, Don and Peggy, noticed my "AT" tattoos and told me they had a daughter who finished the AT in 2024 and was currently hiking the PCT.  We ended up having a good conversation and, by "last call", they had given me several suggestions for activities (including food) for the Manchester area - in other words, "things you should not miss"...  At one point, I had to laugh that they had a perception that "flatlanders come from below Franconia Notch" (they'd grown up in Lancaster).  In all my years of living in New Hampshire, I'd never heard such regional puffery...  Afterwards (2115), I drove back via a reverse route from earlier in the day (mostly without a map because Google Maps again wanted me to use the long route around Manchester).  After crossing the Merrimack River, I arrived at my hotel by 2130.  Since I'd recently become aware of a large series of website breaches (i.e., passwords compromised), I worked on rectifying this (long, manual process) and made updates to my blog.  Thankfully, there was a little time for some Thanksgiving planning and YouTube videos before bed time (2320).  I feel very good about getting another good hike/paddle combination day!

Nomad Life - Day 291

Up and at 'em!  After waking up at 0615 this morning, I started my telework day.  At 0800, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Econolodge (Manchester) and then returned to my room for more telework.  Following the pattern of the last few days, I skipped lunch but did have some snacks at around noon.  Other than that, I teleworked until 1600 - honestly, it was a relatively boring day "at the office"...  With my work day completed, I did some reading, worked on puzzles and caught up on blog entries.  Hoping to maintain my streak of paddling, I left the hotel at 1700 and drove through Manchester on surface streets (including Queen City Avenue to cross Merrimack River) so I could reach the Massabesic Lake area.  On the way, I decided to continue my pursuit of the New Hampshire Rail Trails Challenge.  Since I wasn't exactly sure where the sections of my 2026 and 2024 hikes on the Rockingham Recreational Trail connected, I decided to park near a trail crossing I passed on Candia Road (this was after I'd already explored some nearby neighborhoods in a futile attempt to get find a parking spot).  By 1725, I was walking west in the sun (temp 88 F).  The gravely path wasn't too wide and there was mud in places.  Before long, I started to get a very strong sense of Deja Vu.  This was especially true by the time I reached the I-93 crossing (about half a mile into the section) - it was then that I realized I'd definitely been there before (I later confirmed that I'd hiked the same section back in 2024).  Confident that I didn't need to go farther (while also kicking myself for re-hiking a section I'd already done), I turned around at Page Street and was back at my car again by 1755 (hiked 1.5 miles during this stop).  Since I knew I was very close to Front Park at Lake Massabesic (I'd parked there in 2024), I drove the rest of the way there and parked at 1800.  There were a lot of people parked there - I think they were all just enjoying the lakefront views.  Without much delay, I started walking east.  The tree covered (gravel) trail was very busy with walkers and bikers.  There were, as usual, a lot of bugs but I was grateful to be in the shade while the heat of the day still raged.  I wasn't sure of the exact place where I wanted to start my backtrack but I had a limit in my head of only 45 minutes before I needed to be done (so I could paddle before the park closed at 2000).  So, when I reached the far eastern end of a swamp area just over a mile from my car, I turned around and walked west.  My (second) hike was over at 1845 (2.5 more miles) and I quickly transitioned to paddling mode.  By this point, the signage and lack of other boaters had made me wonder whether I was allowed to put Tequila Sunrise in the water here.  Throwing caution to the wind, I practically ran to the water's edge, pushed off of the shore and was kayaking by 1850.  It was only then that I took stock of the last time I'd paddled in Massabesic Lake (also in 2024) and realized that I should head north and east to continue my attempt to paddle the entire edge of the huge lake.  This took me away from the crowds and other watercraft, most of which were sailboats.  In the west, I saw large thunderclouds and it even started to rain at times.  Undeterred, I kept paddling...  There were lots of birds, the water was mostly flat and I enjoyed having shade along the edge of the lake.  Overall, it was a pretty environment.  I made it all the way to the farthest northeast corner of the main lake before turning around.  The paddle back was much more urgent because the weather started to include lightning...  I reached Front Park at 1950 and, almost as quickly as I'd launched, I exited the water.  Despite this, some people were looking at me oddly (perhaps because of all the Watershed signs about not wading, etc.).  I managed to get my kayak on the car before the park closed and headed back towards Manchester.  With my active day complete, I turned my attention to having some fun.  Last night, I'd noticed that my Untapped App had a special badge called "Bar Crawler" and that I only had to try a beer at three establishments in order to earn it.  With this in mind, I made my first stop at the nearby Candia Road Brewing Company.  When I went inside, I found they were in the middle of a comedy night.  The bartender also told me that the venue didn't offer flights so I only ordered one of their selections (standing room only at the bar).  While tasting this new (to me) brew, I was struck by the absolutely raunchy and unfunny material being spewed by the comedians (both men and women).  It was a huge turnoff, actually, and I was eager to get out of the bar from nearly the moment I took my first sip.  Somehow, I skulked out without having to answer any questions about my quick in/out (2015).  One thing that perked me back up, though, was seeing that I was parked right next to a Wendy's.  Feeling a bit hungry, I headed over there to get dinner.  There were no customers so the order delivery was very fast (2020.  Taking my warm food along with me, I drove back to Downtown Manchester (via Candia Road and Hanover Street).  Hoping to find parking near a few more bars near the City Hall, I looked around on streets close to the Merrimack River and found a good spot near the Strange Brew Tavern (2045).  This venue was much more crowded and it took a lot of work to even order.  Fortunately, the Untapped App provided some ideas for my order because I couldn't hear a single thing the bartender lady told me.  As a result, I once again only had one beer..  On the plus side, though, the bar had very good music.  Along the way, I talked to some guys that had just run a 5K (that's why there were so many people in the bar).  The Red Sox game was on all the TVs and it was clear they were playing well (lots of back and forth scoring.  With my second drink complete, I walked to the Thirsty Moose Taproom.  When I entered (2100), the bar was mostly empty and I decided to stay for a while.  As I had during the previous visit, I decided to try more of the 100 taps they had.  The bartender told me that many of them had "kicked" - when I gave my four selections, though, I was four-for-four on my choices!  Since the evening had already been going for a little while, I asked the bartender to keep the cold water flowing; she graciously complied (and I kept hydrated).  Meanwhile, the Red Sox game seemed to get much more exciting by the minute...  Outside, I kept checking the weather and was relieved that it hadn't started pouring.  Even after my "Bar Crawler" badge was earned, I stayed in the bar until 2145.  Walking back to my car, I had to contend with light drizzle but managed to make it to my car without too much trouble.  In the distance, the sky spiderwebbed (more than once) with lightning...  Fortunately, it was a quick drive to my hotel (arrived at 2155) and I spent the rest of the evening reading and watching YouTube videos before going to bed at 2245.  What a great day/night in the Queen City!

Nomad Life - Day 290

Time to move again...  Even though I'm making the most of hotel rewards this week, it still makes for some unsettled Nomad Life!  This morning, I was awake at 0545 (after another restless sleep) and started teleworking immediately.  At 0745, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Garner Hotel (Londonderry) and then went back to work.  Later in the morning, I made a reservation at another hotel in Manchester so I'd have somewhere to go when the time on this reward stay ended.  Along the way, I  skipped lunch (but ate some snacks).  Meanwhile, outside, it was partly sunny, with temperatures in the low 80s.  Morning was very productive and I stayed online until the time of my late checkout arrived (1200).  Taking a break from my work day, I then left the hotel and drove back to the Depot Road Trailhead in Windham (where I'd walked the day before).  After parking there (1220), I was walking within five minutes.  During the next 75 minutes, I logged about 3.8 miles on the Windham Rail Trail.  The main reason I was there was to make sure I completed this trail on the New Hampshire Rail Trails Challenge - I'd been frustrated to learn last night that I still had one mile left after I "marooned" it yesterday...  After re-hiking the same mm 0.25 to mm 1 (paved) section again, I was able to walk on the subsequent mile - in this way, I reached the turnaround point (mm 2) I'd last visited in 2021.  During some of the walk, I listened to a work telcon (for situational awareness only).  There were fewer people out (due to the heat and being the middle of the day) and I only had to contend with a few bugs.  Overall, the walk wasn't too strenuous but I had the satisfaction of tying together some legs of the Granite State Rail Trail - I've now walked all the way from Salem to the middle of Manchester!  Back at my car again (1335), I drove north (via back roads) towards my new hotel.  Along the way, I noticed a gas station with the cheapest gas prices I'd ever seen in the area.  Not surprisingly, I stopped to fill up my tank at the Irving in Derry (1350).  After taking a look at my outdoor options, I decided to go to Backyard Brewery for a late lunch.  Starting at 1415, I ordered a chicken sandwich (side of broccoli) and also sampled four beers (taster sizes).  The bar was quieter and I had a nice conversation with the bartender.  At 1500, I departed and continued driving north on NH-28.  This choice took me through the area where the Mall of New Hampshire was located (very busy).  My goal was to reach Precourt Park and, hopefully, to paddle in Nutt Pond.  After arriving at 1515, I examined my options) - after determining they had a boat ramp, I launched Tequila Sunrise into the waters of the definitely urban body of water.  A few days before, I'd walked along the South Manchester Rail Trail on the opposite edge of the pond - it seemed bigger than it actually was.  As a result, I had to do multiple laps (3.5) just to make some real distance.  Along the way, I talked to several people (fishermen mostly) and got friendly waves from more kids.  One of the youngsters actually asked me to help him get his fishing line out towards the middle of the lake because he said he'd seen a huge pike jumping there.  Happy to oblige, I towed his line and lure out as far as it would run and then watched while the boy tried his luck (nothing caught).  The wind was calm, the sun wasn't too unbearable and (best of all) no one hassled my car.  By 1625, I'd finished my one hour (2 miles) paddle and, after loading up my kayak, I continued on NH-28 until I was able to get on Queen City Avenue.  Soon after that, I crossed the Merrimack River (close to the Elliot Medical Center).  At 1700, I arrived at my hotel, the Econolodge (Manchester).  It didn't take long for me to check into my room and I quickly resumed teleworking.  Because of my late lunch, I skipped dinner and didn't get off my work computer until just after 1930.  For the rest of the evening, I worked on genealogy research and watched movies.  Bed time at 2315.  Glad to be settled in my new Nomad Life lodging for at least four more days!

Nomad Life - Day 289

Despite the lateness of my falling asleep, I still somehow woke up at 0645 and started teleworking.  Due to the rareness of the restless sleep (despite the quiet hotel), I'm starting to wonder if the temperature control panel (and strange instances of hot air coming out of the wall unit) might be to blame.  At 0745, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Garner Hotel (Londonderry) - it was amazing to see how great the spread was!  Afterwards, I went to the Fitness Center and logged 20 minutes (4 miles) on the stationary bike (spinning machine).  By 0845, I was back online for more telework.  Strangely, though, all meetings suddenly got canceled.  Meanwhile, outside, it was a very sunny day (temps were at 82 F).  I ate "lunch" (snacks) in my room and continued working (on small projects) until 1600.  After that, I worked on my travel blog and did some planning for next few days in hotel.  Trying to assemble points for the most number of nights, I got very creative and was ultimately successful in generating enough for four rewards!  At 1730, I decided to leave my hotel and try to find some outdoor activities.  By then, it was 85 F (one of the hottest days I've had this summer) so I decided to start small with a visit to the Robert Frost Farm Historic Site in Derry.  When I arrived, the visitor center had already closed but there were walking trails, pretty views and historical signs.  In one area, I passed through a huge swarm of dragonflies - interesting!  Once I'd had my fill of the history, I made my way to the Depot Trailhead (corner of Frost Road and Windham Depot Road) for the Windham Rail Trail - I arrived there at 1800.  Nearby, there was a lot of old railroad stuff but I didn't tarry long.  Instead, I walked west to the Derry Town Line, where I'd been a few days ago (southern terminus of the Derry Rail Trail).  After turning around, I made my way east towards the place where I'd turned around in 2021.  Sadly, I hadn't researched my own notes in this regard so I just walked until I saw the 1.0 mile marker - I figured I had a lot longer to walk on the Windham Rail Trail and there was no need to overdo it today (famous last words...).  Along the way, I passed a farm field full of cows and had to dodge lots of bikers and fast walkers.  By the time I reached my car again, I figured out that I'd walked about two miles on foot.  Only later did I figure out that I could have finished the entire trail if I'd simply walked to the 2.0 mile marker - dang...  Oh well - on to the next adventure!  After driving a few miles north from the rail trail, I arrived at the closest paddling venue I could find: yes, it was Beaver Lake again.  I hurried through the launching process because I had less time than I thought I needed.  Along the way, I saw a young man getting his jetski ready for launch.  Trying to be helpful, I pointed out the sign that prohibited them in the body of water.  He ignored me and I went on with my planned kayak session.  By 1905, I was paddling (clockwise) around the lake again.  There were some special treats today, in the birding department, and I ended up seeing one of the resident eagles.  Some of the friendly residents who were working in their yards or tidying up their boats, told me proudly about a new eaglet that had been born recently.  They also explained how much they liked living in Derry and on Beaver Lake.  I had to agree that the neighborhood was wonderful!  I kept paddling, even though there was a lot more boating activity (and, subsequently, wakes).  On this topic, the jetski rider (with his girlfriend sitting behind him) seemed to get the brunt of an angry man who used all sorts of strong language to register his displeasure at their presence.  I should note, though, that I saw several similar watercraft docked in various places around the lake...  As the sun set in the distance (clear sky tonight), I managed to make it back to the boat launch.  At around that time, I ended up talking to a few young kids who (like many I've seen in the Manchester area) waved to me as I passed.  I was done paddling at 1905 and quickly packed up my kayak after dodging a motor b oat that had just been towed out of the water.  To get back to my hotel, I used the same route as previous night.  I was in my room by 2020 and spent the evening working on Duolingo exercises, completing lecture related to a second Hillsdale College course I've started during the Nomad Life and watching YouTube videos.  I ultimately went to bed at 2345 but was not feeling good about the upcoming evening (restless again).  Hopefully, the fatigue of another very active day will help me sleep!

Nomad Life - Day 288

With a new work week starting and another hotel move on the agenda, I was pleasantly surprised to wake up this morning at 0530 (long before my alarm).  Of course, I started teleworking immediately.  Meanwhile, it was pouring rain outside, just as the forecast had predicted.  At 0715, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Best Western Plus Executive Court Inn & Conference Center (Manchester).  Unlike the Super 8 (from the previous week), the dining area had a very good selection and wasn't too busy yet.  After getting done with my meal, I went to the Fitness Center and rode on the stationary bike (spinning machine) for 20 minutes (4.5 miles).  Next (0755), I raced to my room and changed into my swimsuit so I could do some laps (30 minutes, half a mile) in the indoor pool.  The lights were off in the pool area but a sign said it was open (and my key worked).  By 0830, I had finished my half mile swimming workout and quickly returned to my room for a meeting that I had scheduled at 0845.  For the rest of the morning, I worked online, counting on the late checkout (noon) I'd requested.  For some reason, the cleaning staff missed the memo but I was able to convince them to let me stay.  After packing up my car, I checked out of my room (1155) - fortunately, it had stopped raining briefly.  Hoping to wrap up my telework day before going out for some kind of adventure, I went back into the hotel and set up my computers in the breakfast dining area for almost three hours.  Meanwhile, it started raining again.  At 1450, I left the Best Western and drove to my next hotel.  During the mad shuffle, I ate "lunch" (snacks).  I arrived at the Garner Hotel by IHG in Londonderry at 1455.  This was the first time I've used this brand of IHG and it was all the sweeter because I had enough points for two reward nights!  I was in my room by 1505 and resumed teleworking - I stayed online until I reached my full working hours (1600).  Since it was still raining outside, I did some more Nomad Life research and worked on some Thanksgiving stuff.  Even better, though, I had some good communications with my daughters, especially after I bought school supplies for Mollie's classroom (it was her first day back at work).  At around the same time, I took care of some finances.  Suddenly, I noticed that the sun was shining brightly outside - after that, the urgency to get some outdoor exercise kicked in quickly!  I ate a few more snacks ("dinner") and departed the hotel at 1845.  This time, I was headed for nearby Beaver Lake in Derry - this was another place that the staff at the Manchester Distillery recommended.  I found the boat launch easily and, from 1905 to 2005, I paddled a full counterclockwise circuit around the entire lake (2.5 miles in one hour).  Along the way, I passed lots of pretty vacation homes.  No one else out on the water for most of the paddle (I did see one boat at the end).  About halfway through the paddle, the wind picked up a lot and the water got rough.  Fortunately, my kayaking arms are getting more conditioned...  After getting my boat out of the water (2010), I learned that my friend, Ed, had just lost his sister to cancer.  We talked on the phone for a little while and this seemed to confirm that I should stay in New Hampshire (and, especially, the Keene area) during the coming week.  While driving home, Google Maps suggested I take a longer route but, being sensitive to mileage on my car, I ignored the App and used the reverse route from the afternoon).  I talked to Mollie on the way and after I arrived at the hotel (2025).  For my "dinner" tonight, I had several cookies that were available in the lobby of the Garner Hotel.  Back in my room again, I caught up on my travel blog and did some Duolingo exercises.  I capped off the evening by doing some reading and watching movies.  During this time, I became quite frustrated with the air conditioning system - it had the habit of resetting the temperature repeatedly and blowing hot air out of the wall unit.  This could have impacted what happened next but, when I tried to go to sleep at 2345, I felt much more restless than I normally do.  I ended up watching YouTube videos until about 0100, hoping to get more tired.  We'll see if it works!

Nomad Life - Day 287

Once again, it's Nomad Life "moving day"...  In anticipation of the change of venue, I was awake at 0605 and spent time reading, doing Duolingo exercises and finishing up some puzzles.  At 0800, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Super 8 (Manchester Airport).  After getting done with my meal, I started packing up my car.  With some time left before I wanted to go, I worked on catching up on my travel blog and researched more reward night reservations in Manchester I might be able to take advantage of during the coming week.  If I'm creative, I can avoid paying for a hotel for the entire week!  At 1005, I left my hotel for the last time and drove north into Downtown Manchester.  Hoping to work more on the Granite State Rail Trail and New Hampshire Rail Trails Challenge, I started looking for Arms Park, where I knew there was a fully completed section of the (Manchester) Heritage Trail.  I arrived there at 1025 and was was immediately faced with a warmer day (temps in mid 80s).  Still, it was sunny and pleasant again - can't complain about that!  I parked along the edge of the Merrimack River, right where it passed through the middle of the city.  To the west, I could see lots of old bridge abutments and there was one high (modern) bridge passing overhead.  Initially, I walked south to where the trail ended (just as I entered the campus of University of New Hampshire).  Hoping to connect with the other sections I'd walked for this trail, I walked on streets through the campus, crossed Granite Steet (near the Notre Dame Bridge) and walked on Commercial Street until I reached the Hilton Garden Inn (used for overnight visits to Manchester when I used to live in Hanover).  As I mentioned a few days ago, this area will likely see the junction of about four rail trails if the city can ever make the necessary improvements... Backtracking from the hotel, I walked all the way back to where my car was parked and then continued north on the remaining brick/pavement of the Heritage Trail.  It ended suddenly at an old industrial building (north of Bridge Street) and I chalked up another rail trail as complete.  It looks to me like there will need to be a LOT of work done to connect this little section with the rest of the Granite State Rail Trail...  By this point, I'd reached the two mile mark for exercise and planned to leave the area when I reached my car.  Suddenly (1100), though, I realized that I was very close to the Stark Brewing Company and it might be possible to do some beer tasting.  Fortunately, they had just opened and I ended up being one of the only customers for a little while (the place gradually filled up).  During my visit, I tried eight beers (all small tasters) and enjoyed them.  Along the way, I noticed that the brewery had several brews that were inspired by "Game of Thrones".  I guess I was being very dense (tired ?) at the time because it took an long conversation with the bartender for me to connect the dots.  Eventually, though, I realized that the bar had taken on new meaning during the last few years because of the natural connection between John Stark (the Revolutionary War General) and John Stark (nee Snow, Bastard and heir to the Iron Throne).  As the bartender told me "we just decided to lean into this" - what a great idea!  The venue had a great feel and I stayed there until about 1150.  Returning to my car, I decided to try to walk some more and thought it might be good to check out the nearby western end of the Rockingham Recreational Trail (Portsmouth Branch) before heading to my new hotel.  With very little difficulty, I found a trailhead on Mammoth Street at 1215.  I'd last walked on this Rail Trail in 2024 but wasn't sure how far east I needed to go to reach my last turnaround point.  The maps and website said the trail actually continued west from there to Tarrytown Road but that was only true in theory; the unimproved section was very short but hardly constituted a rail trail...  However, the other direction was much nicer, with a wonderfully flat, gravel section heading off in the direction of Lake Massabesic.  Despite these nice features, though, the area seemed very blighted and even a bit dangerous (more than I've usually seen for rail trails).  Added to the negative vibe, the day had gotten much warmer by this point.  But the trail made up for that problem by heading through a long line of tall, shady trees.  After walking (0.8 miles) east to Page Street, I turned around and returned to where I'd left my car (I think it was an old CVS building).  After that, I walked around near my car until I reached four miles total (and 10K steps) for my day.  Finished with my exercise (1300), I decided to try my luck with an early hotel check-in.  Everything went my way at the Best Western Plus Executive Court Inn & Conference Center on NH-28A (southeast of the Airport) and, by 1315, I was in my room!   Even though I was very close to the Super 8 I'd vacated in the morning, the area had a completely different feel.  What a difference a few miles makes in Manchester; there were pretty homes and green fields nearby.  Even better, I figured out that there was a brewery located in the same parking lot with the hotel.  Before jumping at that opportunity, though, I spent a few hours relaxing in my room, catching up on volunteering, making eBird entries and closing out some financial issues.  The room was very comfortable and the amenities in the hotel were very good.  Speaking of these, I was able to do some printing in the Business Center (even though the computer didn't work so I used my own printer cable to print a lot of items).  While in that same area of the expansive hotel complex, I checked out the Fitness Center and, since it was empty, logged 20 minutes (4.4 miles) on the stationary bike (spinning machine).  Sadly, the nearby indoor pool was packed with kids...  At 1710, I walked to the Backyard Brewery. & Kitchen.  Once inside, I sat in the "Legacy Bar" (the oldest part of the restaurant) and ordered the house burger (with broccoli on the side. I also sampled four of their beers (tasters).  Despite the good food and beer, the ambiance of the place was kind of a letdown after visiting the other places in town...  After getting done (1810), I walked back to my hotel.  By then, it was 81 F and partly cloudy.  With the forecast calling for 100% rain for the entire next day, I convinced myself that I should try to go kayaking while I had my chance.  Earlier, I'd noticed that there was a small pond close by and immediately drove there (I used back roads for about two miles).  At 1825, I arrived at Crystal Lake Park and had my kayak launched in about five minutes.  There were a few people swimming in an the enclosed area but they paid me no heed while I paddled through.  For the next hour, I logged two miles by making (3.5) counterclockwise circuits of Crystal Lake.  Along the way, I passed a pretty "kids camp" (Melody Pines) and encountered lots of birds.  Even funnier - I almost hit huge snapping turtle!  The sky was pretty but the incoming weather was already visible.  With the gate to the park closing (the sign said it would be locked) at 2000, I got out of the water at 1930 and restowed my kayak on the roof of my car.  By 1950, I was back in the hotel.  Even though it was still relatively early, I was not in the mood to be productive at that point.  Instead, I watched YouTube movies, did Duolingo exercises, checked out the Thanksgiving Survey results and did some more reading.  By 2200, I was exhausted; I barely made it another 30 minutes before turning out the lights and going to bed.  I had a very busy day in Manchester!

Nomad Life - Day 286

Celebrating one full year of Nomad Life today’!  It’s been a wild ride (almost 23,000 miles) through 38 states (plus DC) and close to 20 countries.  The idea of not having a permanent residence seemed daunting at first but has gradually become “normal”.  I’ve had wonderful reunions with friends & family, immersed myself in many amazing local experiences and gotten daily exercise in many places I only dreamed about.  I would be remiss if I didn't thank everyone who has been a faithful member of my “Pit Crew” - I couldn’t do it without them!  I woke up at 0600 this morning and spent time working on puzzles and Duolingo exercises before starting some serious reading (I've got about five books in my Goodreads queue).  Once I got moving away from my bed, I spent more time reviewing my lodging options for the coming week.  At 0745, I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Super 8 (Manchester Airport).  After that, I did some more reading, Thanksgiving prep and blogging.  I finally left the hotel at 1130 and drove towards the southeast (I used I-293, I-93 and NH-102).  It was a beautiful sunny day, with temps in mid 80s - nice!  I arrived at the trailhead for the Derry Rail Trail at 1145 and felt very lucky to get a parking spot.  There were signs about a "two hour limit" and I hoped that would be enough...  I was ready for my walk on the rail trail at 1150 and initially headed north on the paved portion.  The blacktop lasted for less than a mile (I passed the "3 mile" marker) until just after I passed the parking lot for Hoods Pond.  I encountered construction signs and notes about the need for additional funds to continue the pavement to the north.  In that area, I also talked to two young skateboarders - one actually offered to let me try his board but I demurred (not looking to take any big falls).  After crossing a major/busy street, I found myself in an unimproved section of the (future) Derry Rail Trail.  Still, I continued north, through the woods, until I reached NH-28 (the future Northern Terminus).  Along the way, I passed a Remote Controlled Aircraft club (people were flying their aircraft around and I watched for a bit).  Before starting my backtrack, I  walked across NH-28 to connect to the Southern Terminus of the Londonderry Rail Trail (I'd last been in this exact location back in 2021).  With my goal in Derry completed, I returned to my car - I arrived there after walking about three miles at 1255.  I'd already drunk a full bottle of water so I got another one from my car before continuing my walk (on pavement the rest of the way) towards the Southern Terminus of the Derry Rail Trail.  Soon after that, I passed an interesting mural with lots of Derry and New Hampshire history - it turned out that Alan B. Shepard was from the town!  Continuing south, I walked more than 2.7 more miles until I reached the Windham/Derry Town Line.  After completing the Derry Rail Trail, I walked the farthest 0.1 miles of the Windham Rail Trail, which I'd first started walking (from the southern end) in 2021.  After resuming my backtrack, I discovered (near the midpoint of this trail section) that I was passing within a few miles of the Robert Frost Farm Historic Site.  This fact was made more real by the printed text of the "The Road Less Traveled" I found on the rail trail pavement (written south to north).  During my extended walk, I blew past the "two hour limit" of the parking sign.  Fortunately, when I finished at 1445 (after 9 miles of walking), the car was just fine.  By this point, I was very hungry so cleaned up (changed shirts) and then walked over to the nearby Hare of the Dawg Pub (1455).  There was a brewery next door but it was closed (due to short staffing).  But the priority of the moment was to get some (late) lunch!  Since the restaurant featured lots of hot dogs, I decided it would be silly to miss out on one of them - I ordered a "Porky Pig Hawt Dawg", which was covered in macaroni and cheese (mmmm); my side selection was tater tots - a very filling meal.  The ambiance was also interesting but I resisted the urge to get an adult beverage.  Instead, I researched nearby church service options and got lucky to find that there was a Catholic Church within about a five minute drive.  Wrapping up my meal (1530), I walked around a bit more nearby, trying to decide if I should try to squeeze any more outdoor activities out of the afternoon.  Unfortunately, there were a lot of nasty black clouds moving quickly across the sky.  After deciding against a paddle in Hoods Pond, I drove to nearby St. Thomas Aquinas Catholic Church (arrived at 1545) and waited in my Subaru for Mass in the car.  Meanwhile, I noticed a lot of parishioners walking from the main church building and into a nearby brick building.  When I asked one lady who was passing about the situation, I learned that the church uses their school gymnasium during the summer instead of the historic church building (this is because of the availability of air conditioning in the former location).  When I then asked if the main church was open for a visit, I got a tour of the more than 100 year old building from Deacon Joseph and his wife (the lady I'd been talking with).  The sanctuary reminded me of St. Anne's in Berlin but I don't think it was quite as old.  At 1630, I went to Mass (1630) in the gymnasium, which featured folding seats and no kneelers.  The building was pretty crowded; I enjoyed the music and the way the young priest conducted Mass.  Afterwards (1725), I returned to my car and, confirmed that the still ominous weather was going to prevent me from staying outside.  Instead, I decided to head back to Manchester using NH-102, I-93, I-293 and NH-28 - at 1740, I arrived at the Manchester Distillery for my final night with my new "friends."  It's been a fun few days!  Just after I got inside the building and sat down, a whole bus load of folks arrived in a "drinking bus".  Fortunately, I got some immediate help from Emily and ordered a Pulaski Park Peach Mule (free) & Sweetie Chocolate Liqueur (free).  These both tasted great and I enjoyed the ambiance of the busy tasting room.  After everyone else cleared out, though, I got the same quite vibe I'd seen during the previous two days.  Up until this point, my bill was $0 but I didn't want to leave it like that - instead, I asked Cody to make me a bourbon old fashioned and he complied.  I spent the rest of the night visiting and exchanging fun stories with the owners.  Before departing, I explored the grassy area along the fence behind the Distillery.  As I suspected, I found the old railroad bed where the South Manchester Rail Trail extension might go if the city can find a way to overcome the marshy (and unwalkable) conditions someday.  I pointed out (to Cody and his boss) that the Distillery would have a front row seat for customers if the rail trail route is ever completed.  I said goodbye to everyone at1930 and drove back to the Super 8 (without any map).  Back in my room again (1945), I made a hotel reservation for the next night (reward stay!).  Up until this day, I'd been hoping to drive west to Keene - however, the cost of lodging and better availability for using my hotel loyalty points made me decide to stay in the Manchester area.  As usual, I closed out the evening by watching movies.  Bed time was at 2330 - a full day!

Nomad Life - Day 285

Once again, I was awake early and had started started teleworking by 0600 in my room at the Super 8 (Manchester).  At 0745, I went to breakfast in the Lobby and had the whole place to myself (although other people came and went for coffee).  After about 15 minutes, I went back to teleworking.  I then took care of some projects before my scheduled call with Tyler C at 1000.  We ended up talking for about an hour and it was great to hear the news of his impending fatherhood.  Beyond the call, I did some more teleworking.  At 1145, however, I left the hotel and drove to La Carreta so I could have one of their lunch specials.  This idea had been suggested to me the previous evening by the staff at the Manchester Distillery.  In addition to the opportunity of having some unique and interesting Mexican food, I had planned to meet up with a high school friend, Fylisity.  Even though we've had several social media interactions, we had not seen each other since our graduation in the 1980s.  Still, we were able to pick up easily with our friendship when we met up inside the restaurant at 1200.  As expected, the food was very good and Fylisity told me this was one of her favorite places to eat in the area.  However, she didn't have any appetite (due to some health concerns) so only shared a portion of the food I'd chosen ("Lunch Fajitas").  There was nearly 40 years of catching up to do and we talked for a long time.  Eventually, I realized that I needed to get back to teleworking so we got a photo together before saying goodbye (1350).  It was great to see her! I was back at the hotel by 1400 and, after resuming my telework, I stayed online until 1600 (I didn't have to work a full day because I'd "banked" a few hours earlier in the week).  With my work week completed, I packed up my stuff for some outdoor adventures and departed the hotel (1615).  Hoping to take advantage of another recommendation from Cody and Emily (staff from last night), I drove to the Manchester Distillery and parked in a free spot (up to 10 hours with no meter) right in front of the venue on South Willow Street.  It was sunny and warm (80s) but I decided to walk to the Street Fair that my distillery friends had told me was happening in the Downtown area of Manchester.  Using Willow Street and, later, Elm Street, I walked north for about one mile.  Along the way, I passed through the Gaslight District (1640) and some performance venues.  Before long (1645), I arrived at the intersection of Elm Street and Hanover Street and turned on to the latter, which was set up as a pedestrian only zone.  I walked through the "Final Friday" street fair.  Most of the tents/booths were connected with arts, crafts, etc.  Lots of kids were there, along with their moms (I saw very few men in the crowd).  After walking almost all the way to Chestnut Street, I found the Manchester Distillery tent and met up with Cody and Emily.  They offered free tasting but there was only one drink that I'd never tried before - they gave me a small shot of vodka (it was good) and I visited with them for a little while.  Lots of other people came by, from time to time, to buy bottles of liquor (I learned later that the Distillery had a VERY good day of sales).  When I'd been there for about 10 minutes, Emily gave me a "tasting coupon" (worth $3) that could be used in the tasting room.  Afterwards (1655), I walked around in the area nearby, visiting the City Hall, finding a statue of General Stark, locating my old Digital Mail Service location on Elm Street.  Downtown Manchester seemed to have been quite gentrified since my last visit and there seemed to be a lot of fresh/clean brick work.  By 1715, I began walking south again.  However, I stopped to visit the Thirsty Moose Taproom, the first one I'd seen since August 2025.  There weren't many people inside and I was able to sit at the bar with time to talk to the bartender about my goal to taste several new drinks (using my Untapped App).  He was very helpful and showed me how the bar had 100 taps!  There was no way, obviously, that I could come near trying everything but I ended up ordering a series of six (4 oz) pours of new beers.  Their "flight" concept was very flexible - the smaller pours were priced based on their 12 oz counterparts.  I enjoyed talking to the bartender as I picked different items.  I finished with my beer sampling at about 1750 and then started walking back towards the Manchester Distillery.  Along the way, I got curious about the Valley Cemetery, which was right in the middle of the area where I was walking.  However, every gate I passed was closed.  This made me even more determined to get inside - to do this, though, I had to walk a nearly 270 degree circuit of the boundary fence!  When I finally located an open gate (at Green Street and Pine Street), I enjoyed wandering through the tree lined avenues inside.  Like at the Pine Grove Cemetery a few days earlier, I encountered lots of wild turkeys.  I also found some interesting old stones - one told the story of a 15ish year old boy who died as a Union Soldier in Virginia during the Civil War.  I completed my exploration of the cemetery by 1830 and walked the rest of the way to my car (reached two miles of walking for the day).  Before going inside the Manchester Distillery, I changed shirts (my old one was very sweaty).  When I entered the tasting room, I found that I was the only customer again (the bartender lady was different, though). One of my reasons for returning to the venue tonight was to be able to sample some of the food from the food truck the staff had told me about the night before.  When I sent outside to the parking lot, I found a mobile ramen truck called "Go! Go! 88".  It looked very interesting!  After reviewing their business model, I was impressed by the setup (taxes included in the basic prices, no tipping allowed, basic food with additives, etc.).  At 1900, I ordered a White Miso soup and the owner of the food truck said he'd bring it to me when it was ready.  When he brought the food later, it was quite good.  However, my receipt (emailed to me later) seemed to indicate that he have given me the Shoyu Ramen.  Regardless, I was happy with the quantity and taste.  Meanwhile, I used my digital coupon from the previous evening ($4 off) to order the "Sweetie Special" (the same cocktail made with the chocolate liqueur that I'd had the night before).  For the rest of the evening, only one other person came inside the distillery - I found out from the bartender that I was only the second customer of the day...  After thanking me for my loyalty, she gave me a "wooden nickel" for a free drink - score!  I was done with drink, food and fun evening at 2000 and headed back to the hotel (no map required again).  Once I was in my room again (2015), I worked on Thanksgiving stuff, Notre Dame Alumni Association business and researching the costs of hotels in New Hampshire during the coming weeks.  Before calling it a night, I watched movies and a new streaming service episode ("Stuart Fails to Save the Universe").  My last activity before "lights out" was to do some Duolingo exercises.  Bed time was at 2230.  It is so great that, once again, the locals provided me with Nomad Life ideas - who needs a travel guide when you have friendly locals?

Nomad Life - Day 284

This morning, I was up at 0525 and started teleworking.  I went to breakfast in the lobby of the Super 8 (Manchester Airport) at 0750.  Afterwards (0800), I walked briefly in the parking lot to do some birding.  At right about that time, it started to rain so I went back inside and resumed teleworking in my room.  A bit later, the hotel started doing some fire alarm tests; they were loud but brief.  Not sure if I mentioned it during previous blog entries but the hotel has some significant construction going on (almost all of the first floor is essentially off limits).  I've been affected by the mess this whole week, especially whenever I want to go downstairs.  The third floor, where I've been staying is very nice - no sign of any work.  However, I've mostly had to blow off the rules to avoid using the antiquated elevator for up/down.  Anyway, back to my narrative...  I teleworked through noon and ate "lunch" (snacks) in my room.  Outside, the rain stopped earlier than the forecast had shown and the sun appeared.  Sadly, my meetings continued well into the late afternoon.  By 1545, however, I was able to wrap up my telework day and depart the hotel.  My goal this afternoon was to finish the southern section of the Manchester Heritage Trail.  From Google Maps, it appeared to approach buildings immediately across NH-3A from my hotel.  However, when I checked out that area, I found only closed gates and fences.  After this aborted attempt to get started in my walk, I drove north on NH-3A (Calef Road) until I could turn (west) on Mitchell Street.  When I reached Riverdale Avenue, I followed it to Smyth Ferry Road, where I located a dirt parking lot that was next to a gate that appeared to give me access to what might have been a formal trail into the Smith's Ferry Heritage Park.  At 1600, I started walking south and made it as far as I-293 without any obstacles.  There were many signs of homeless encampments on the way and it occurred to me that maybe I shouldn't be trying to walk in the area...  Regardless, I made it all the way to the exact area where I'd been stymied near my hotel.  After that, I backtracked (same route) and arrived at my car by 1635 (1.5 miles of walking completed).  From there, I drove (still on Riverdale Avenue) all the way to Dunbar Street.  This time, I located a format trailhead near an apartment called "The Edge".  This looked like an upscale place so I went inside the sales office to ask if I could park there.  They said no and only pointed me in vague directions for where it might be OK.  Since I'm very hesitant to have my "home" towed due to incorrect parking decisions, I was very careful to look around on some side streets.  Seeing no indications that leaving my car would be a problem, I left my car in a dirt parking area east of the Sundial Road curve and walked back to the trailhead.  By 1655, I'd reached the entry to the paved trail (along the Merrimack River) and was very excited to make my way towards Delta Dental Stadium.  By this point, the day was quite muggy and the sky was mostly cloudy (temps were 76 F).  Sadly, my euphoria was premature: the Queen City Avenue bridge was under construction and I hit a dead end within a few hundred yards.  Reluctantly (but with no choice), I backtracked to my car.  With all the non-trail walking, I logged another 1.0 miles for my day.  From the makeshift parking lot, I made my way (via Sundial Road) all the way to the Elliot Rivers Edge Medical Center.  There was plenty of parking there and, almost immediately, I noticed a back stairway that appeared to give me access to the River Walk.  I just had to cross an active railroad track...  By 1715, I was taking my chances and ended up being able to walk a section of what could be considered the Manchester Heritage Trail (from the closed trail area under Queen City Avenue Bridge to the north).  By the time I reached the Hands Across the Merrimack Bridge, I'd connected to earlier sections I'd walked and felt satisfied.  I backtrack to the Medical Center and then spent time walking in their parking lot and on the Queen City Bridge.  I reached 10 K steps for the day (logging another 1.5 miles of walking during this stop) by 1755.  Very glad I didn't give up in my quest for steps!  Hoping to find a nearby Brewery, I searched on Google Maps.  Instead of beer, however, I got an interesting result for the nearby Manchester Distillery.  When I arrived (1805), I found a pleasant (but empty) venue.  They had some inexpensive taster glasses so I ordered a flight of four drinks (bourbon, two gins and a chocolate liqueur).  After that, I tried a "Sweetie Special" (cocktail made with the chocolate liqueur).  All of this was bundled in a good package (discounted).  While I was the only customer, I had a great conversation with the bartenders (Cody and Emily).  In addition to several outdoor (trail, paddling) activities that were of interest to me, they told me about a street festival that started the next afternoon - I decided to attend.  Nomad Life always provides!  I was finished with my visit to the Distillery at 1915 and drove back to my hotel without every using any map application.  In my room again (1930), I ate "dinner" (snacks) before starting work on Thanksgiving stuff.  Later, I took care of finances and made plans for the upcoming week (lodging research).  The evening was capped off by movies, reading and Duolingo.  I finally went to bed at 2230.  A great day of exploring, walking and socializing!