Now when I say that Beecher Falls is a small town, I mean it is a SMALL TOWN. Smaller than Frostburg even when the college is not in session, Beecher Falls has a population of less than two-hundred fifty.

I began to wonder why this place on the map is where I would land next...

I decided nonetheless to make the most of it. Undoubtedly, this place had something to offer even if it was just for a day, a week, or a month. I had wanted a respite, and I felt sure I would get it.

To my surprise, I found a "diamond in the rough." I would go to work at The Balsams, a Grand Resort and Hotel in Beecher Falls, Vermont. At the very moment that I arrived, they were doing some renovations and were in need of a food and beverage director. Since I had a background in food science, brewing, distilling and the like, I was a "shoe-in." They hired me on the spot.

I would begin in two weeks. Since I had some time on my hands, I thought I would take the two weeks to explore the town and possibly the neighboring states and Canada. Surely there would be little diners to visit, places to hike and bike, a neighboring ski resort and other places of interest.

If it was out there, I would find it. It was time to lay out a plan of relaxation and rejuvenation for the next two weeks.