After having a fine room service provided breakfast of cherry French toast, we departed for the last leg of out trip.
These are the mountainous regions of New York and Massachusetts, barriers that are small compared to those out west – but still formidable. The main highway took us high upon a ridge with the rolling green valley spread out far below, through an ancient gap carved out by a forgotten flood at the end of the ice age. This was part of a glacial lake Chamberlain, and when the ice melted back, the deluge carved out the Hudson river valley, and made New York City possible. Here though we passed through the gap, bypassing Albany and driving on into Massachusetts.