Quechee Gorge in Quechee, Vermont

Quechee Gorge is a natural masterpiece carved by the ice age thousands of years ago.  I am embarrassed to admit that even though I have lived most of my life in New Hampshire, I had never hiked down the Gorge until today.  I wish I could say the drive was too long, or come up with some other believable excuse, but I’ve got nothing! I must have driven past the gorge dozens of times, each time fascinated by people walking along the bridge and looking over the edge to “something” down below. Occasionally, I would catch a glimpse of granite, but I was always too busy to stop.

The older I get, the more I realize we have to make time for the little things. There will never be a magic moment when neon lights blink “now is the time to do everything you were too busy for.” So, this afternoon on a whim my daughter and I drove to Quechee and stopped!  We stood on the bridge and absorbed the beautiful scenery I had only wondered about.

In the distance, we could see people swimming in pools surrounded by granite walls.  While neither of us was dressed for swimming, the allure was too much to resist.  We weaved our way down a pleasantly easy path until we reached the rocks and spent the afternoon skipping stones.

My only regret, besides not having a picnic lunch or bathing suit, was that I had missed out on such a beautiful piece of nature all these years.


One Reply to “Quechee Gorge in Quechee, Vermont”

  1. Too funny! I grew up very near the Gorge, but my parents did not, so it was a place we took visiting relatives to see. I remember it more for the woolen mill that used to be there, and the gorgeous fabrics for sale. It’s much more touristy today than before the Interstate came through.


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