David Henry Thoreau lived here for a few years, and Becca has wanted to visit it for some time so we stopped for lunch on our way to Canada. It was packed with swimmers! We enjoyed ham and cheese sandwiches and the view before getting back on our way.
On the way back to the car, we saw a mounted police horse in a corral. We proceeded to pet it before getting yelled at by the horse’s rider. “Read the signs!” she said. So we proceeded to read the many signs. Nope, nothing on the sign closest to us about petting the horse. Hmm.. Nothing on the other sign, either. Huh, nothing on the third sign. Oh, you mean that little itty bitty sign way on the end? Oh.. Okay.. I can totally see how you would have expected me to have read that one that is nowhere near where I am standing. </rant>