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When you exit the Kancamagus Highway…

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You find yourself in the town of Woodstock, and when you’re in Woodstock?

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You have to visit the Woodstock Inn and Brewery.

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Of course if you visit this time of year.. you can expect to search endlessly for a parking spot, be unable to sit outside due to the high crowd volume, and find that the only indoor space available are two stools at the end of the bar.

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The brewery is a funky place, filled with all kinds interesting eye candy.

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But it was extremely crowded as well as extremely loud, so we decided to have a drink and an appetizer and be on our way.

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Pomegranate margarita and some fabulous duck wontons with sweet Thai chili sauce for me.

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And a French onion soup so loaded with cheese for the husband I thought he’d never get through it.

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After our snack we headed to Franconia Notch…

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Where the fall color was a bit past peak but still impressive.

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Trees.

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Fall leaves.

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And mountains.

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No narrative required.

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