The night in the tent was quite a bit warmer than the previous one. We had closed both sides of the rain fly, which probably was a good idea not just for temperature regulation but also for keeping wildlife in check. Campground staff had warned us about a raccoon problem and we had spotted a couple of them before going to bed. Our neighbor, who slept in a hammock, told us in the morning that the 'coons had kept him awake for a good while when they were fighting over a plastic bag and ran around his bike and hammock. We hadn't heard any of this, me because of my preventative use of ear plugs, the biketopus because of her ability to sleep through that kind of stuff after a long day on the bike.
After my nice evening swim, I definitely wanted to make sure that the biketopus would get to see the lovely lake as well, and so after packing up we headed down to the lake instead of back up to the Route Verte. It was still very empty and quiet at the beach, but we knew that there was a long day ahead of us and we got going again. According to the map, the main park road woul
d intersect with the Route Verte after a few kilometers and so we decided to spare ourselves the potential up and down of the trail. The park road was very quiet still and the scenery was really lovely.
|Morning at the Lac-Stukely beach|
|On the park road|
|Étang aux cerises -- not exactly a swamp|
|Leaving the park|
|Perfect dirt road|
|Huh, now we're heading towards Mont Orford? I thought that's where we came from...|
|Is Lac Memphremagog's Nessie called Messie?|
Our lunch spot was a picnic table overlooking the lake that stretches all the way into northern Vermont.
|The view from our lunch spot|
|You can't see the sign, but this is a sewing atelier. The biketopus was jealous!|
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