|Wayside Inn, Sudbury, Massachusetts.|
July 4, 2017
Taunton Massachusetts to Syracuse New York
|"Whistling past the graveyard."|
Milk Bottle Restaurant
Tribute to Sudbury's
Traveling to the Wayside Inn, we found ourselves on the historic Boston Post Road. Once again it seems that the "named highways" followed established routes. The Yellowstone Trail followed the Boston Post Road just as the Lincoln Highway followed the Pony Express Route, the Overland Trail and other historic roads. Each generation, it seems, builds on what came before.
Ian, Rachel, Linda, Piper
We stopped at a historic Dunkin' Donuts store in Wilbraham. Dunkin' Donuts are an icon in the Northeast. It was apt that we should visit with Rachel and her family a Dunkin' Donuts store along the Boston Post Road.
Our visit was far too short. It's been a while since I've seen Rachel and our short visit made me remember how much I enjoyed spending time with Rachel and her family. That has been the story with much of this journey. This is been a long vacation by anyone's standard. But I feel that I could spend as much time as I've spent on this entire vacation in any one locale. I have the nagging feeling that I'm shortchanging much of the history of this region as well as shortchanging the amount of time I'd like to spend with family and friends.
After Wilbraham we began climbing into the Berkshires.
This was on display in abundance in the Berkshires. It is rugged, yet beautiful country. I wish I had more time to spend here.
Our next small town, Chester, featured an old railroad station which was now a museum.
Dave, the curator of the museum opened up for us and gave us a tour. There was an old wooden caboose, and displays featuring much of the history of railroading through the Berkshires. Once again I regretted that I did not have more time. It really is a significant museum of railroad history.
|The caboose is available for lodging!|
Museum Curator, Dave
|Guardian of the station - Durango|
After Chester came the town of Stockbridge. It is where Norman Rockwell has his museum. Although we didn't make the tour, we had fond memories of his "Main Street America Life."
Next came Pittsfield. I loved the lake on the outskirts Pittsfield. It did not look that different from an old postcard scene that I have.
|The lake "then"|
|The lake "now"|
Shortly after Pittsfield he entered New York and quickly proceeded towards Albany.
New York State Capitol
4 government agency buildings
Cultural Education Center
so called "the egg"