Part 2 - A Journey On The Port Kent Road

I was on my way back from a weekend up at the farm with all seven dogs via the Port Kent Hopkinton Turnpike. I pulled off the road to give the dogs a rest stop at the scenic Deer River Flow:

Both old dogs, Winky and Wally, were faltering and showing signs of aging. I helped them in and out of the car and also kept an eye on them lest they wander off and get lost:

Seamus and the other young dogs, however, had no lack of energy. They covered a lot of ground as they checked everything out:

The three Papillons trotted around together:

I put them all back into the car and pulled back onto the Port Kent Road:

The road became a seasonal road, but we kept going because I knew there was lovely scenery in every direction. This view, for instance:

The road became unpaved and lifted us uphill to a higher elevation. I could see mountains just off the side of the road:

Mountains in every direction:

We passed by a wild pond where I've never seen another human being or sign of human activity. But this time I saw a canoe on the far bank - but no people:

Daphne and Madeline watched the passing scenery with great interest:

And scenic it was indeed:

I've often seen loons in this lake, but there were none on this date. But we kept driving the Port Kent Hopkinton Turnpike. I'll post more tomorrow: