Just to think we were in Maine only 4 days ago. We moved to Massachusetts to the very nice Ludlow Elks.
This is the picture on Google maps. We were parked on the grass between the red roofed building and the white roofed building.
One of the things we enjoy about staying at the Elks are the great people we have the opportunity to meet. The first night we stayed there (and were told there were no activities planned) the grassy area started filling up with people, beer, food, and there was lots of loud music. The Jack and Jill event attendees were very curious about this big whale of a RV sitting in the middle of their party. They did not have a problem with it, they just wanted a tour. So we did a couple of tours.
While in Massachusetts we wanted to get some caches and since we were only only a couple of miles from Connecticut wanted to get some caches there too. There was a town called Windsor Locks down in Connecticut and Tom wanted to see the Locks. The TomTom took us to the town, not the Locks and we got lost. We turned around in a driveway at the end of a dead end road. Two girls, twins, about 16 came to the car as we turned around and we asked them about the Locks. Well the conversation continued… California, school, their future, etc. We had so much fun visiting these friendly girls. Before we left a crowd of about 10 other teens joined the twins. I wonder what the neighbors thought. The twins eventually told us how to get to the Locks. We first took a slightly wrong turn and this is what we saw: a deserted, graffitied, and recently flooded area. I thought we were in a CSI story.