Stayed at “The Otter House” with Dana, Mat, his brother and his bf, too. This 1930’s farm house sits on 19 acres of woods at the end of road. The house faces a gurgling Rock Creek and is just a few feet from roaring waterfalls (all on the property). The willow was leafing and the dogwood blooming by the spring-fed pond. The dogs were in heaven, except for the ticks (which were legion). Wonderful, sweet time.
