The last part of our trip was a stay at Liberty Hill Farm in Rochester, Vermont. As we researched the trip, we had wanted to stay at a working farm, so we (mostly Michael) googled various options and chose what seemed like a good fit. It was.
The farmhouse was built in 1824, and the current owners started inviting guests (originally Vermont skiers) into their home in the 80s as a way to bring in more income during a low in the dairy industry. They've continued that tradition for over thirty years.
Liberty Hill Farm is part of the Cabot Creamery co-op, a farmer-owned company based in Vermont. It was really fascinating to learn about how they test their milk for protein and fat, how they test the cows and bulls to make the best matches, and what is involved in the whole process. So interesting. A whole different way of life.
Our host, Beth, is in the back, and she was very kind. Each morning and night she made us a delicious and huge meal. Normally, outside of COVID, they eat with the guests, but sadly they weren't able to. We didn't have any other guests in the farmhouse with us, so we enjoyed it all to ourselves.
The rooms were so cute--this room was where the three kids slept (except for the first night when the boys were too hyper and had to be separated). Benjy slept in another room in the pack 'n play. Since he didn't get to take any naps during the day, mercifully he was tired enough at night to stay in his bed and not climb out.
Our room was so cute. I accidentally left my wedding rings on the dresser and they mailed them to me! (I forgot to mention that we left Benjy's glasses on the whale watching boat and they mailed them back to us as well. Phew!!)
The first morning we were there, the boys were like, "What are we supposed to do?!" And I didn't really know. But as time went on, we found our groove, and the boys felt more comfortable wandering around the farm.
First order of the day was helping bottle-feed the newborn calves. It was surprisingly hard since the bottles were heavy and they hadn't really gotten the hang of it and kept trying to bite the metal fence instead.
Michael jumped right in to help by taking out the milk buckets for the calves that didn't need to be bottle fed. They licked those buckets completely dry.
Thanks to barn boots of every size that we could pick from, the boys were well-equipped to wander in the mud and enjoy things like these swings and the barns.
They milk about 120 cows a day, and they also have calves, other heifers (a cow who hasn't had a baby and therefore isn't yet producing milk), bulls, and dry cows (a cow that isn't being milked because she's pregnant and about to give birth). Even though it is quite a science, it is still messy. So. much. poop. and. pee.
These barn kitties--among others--became a highlight for the boys.
Good thing the cats were patient.
Very, very patient.
This cow had just licked my jacket.
Dang!
Clara wasn't a big fan of all the mud and cows, so she spent quite a bit of time on her Chromebook doing schoolwork and watching Disney.
It was super fun when Beth's grandkids came over to play--the eight-year-old granddaughter helped show the boys the hayloft (so much hay!) and the two-year-old and Benjy were two peas in a pod.
I loved this huge corn field. I took Benjy and Henry out here and Henry could whack cornstalks to his heart's content without my having to get on to him not to hurt anything or dig in the wrong place. Made me really want to get some land.
We took the boys on a relaxed hike one afternoon.
Wouldn't want to go on an adventure with anyone else.
Another highlight was visiting a raptor rehab center. People around the country send in permanently injured birds of prey, which the Vermont Institute of Natural Sciences uses to help educate people.
I had never been so close to a bald eagle.
This canopy walk at the raptor center was amazing.
This "nest" represents an eagle's aerie.
We climbed the stairs up to an even taller tree house. The view was spectacular.
Again, made me want to get land or have a place besides parks with playgrounds to take the kids. Made me want to get the boys out not just in the backyard (which they do every day) but out in just the forest.
Despite the challenges of virtual school and losing a couple of things, I couldn't have asked for the trip to go any better.