The night’s rest restored in me the enthusiasm for adventure perhaps more than restfulness itself and I set out from Greenfield with Rolando and Dakota to the next destination, Brattleboro, where we would regroup p the tour. Compared to yesterday, the ride north up the valley was smooth going and we were in Brattleboro in time for lunch. This was a very good thing because we were ready for a good meal. I’ve yet to sort out this mystery, but Vermont has a strong BBQ scene that nobody seems to be talking about.
The cabin we have at the Brattleboro KOA is a luxury accomodation and the prefect place to nap with a full stomach, which I did while an hour of spectacular thunderstorms rolled through town, and finally my restfulness felt somewhat restored.
At this point the ladies rejoined the Tour and wet got down to the business of dancing. I’ve always wanted to visit Brattleboro’s regular schedule dances, but it’s just a little too far from home for me on a usual Sunday night. The dance features the use of a genuine stone church, with wonderful stained glass in good condition. It often seems impossible at the start, but the music and the dancers reinvigorate me at the end of the day and I had a good time. The cool air of the night ride back to the campsite felt great and I’m looking forward to some more restful sleep in the cabin.
