And we were not even in New England. Just at the Adirondacks. Have never had much luck with fall colors. The one year, C actually managed to take me in tow, it was past peak. The next few years, I always had a paper submission deadline while they went off for hikes to see the gorgeous colors in northern MN. Last time we drove to Willoughvale, it was past peak too. This was the first time I saw fall in all its glory. Granted we, I mean, he had to drive about 600 miles. But, it was worth it. Absolutely no traffic. Stop anywhere to take in the views. Now, only now, do I begin to comprehend C's madness.