Camping options started to deteriorate once we hit the Northeast. In addition to schools and churches, we have now camped at such places as a sandpit, an abandoned railway line, a hayfield, and on the grounds of the historic fort at Ticonderoga. The last was probably the most illegal, since the road to the fort had been closed to car traffic. (Bikes got through easily). We asked permission where we could, and left no trace behind. Still, it was tiring to have to hide out of sight and hope that no one bothered us in our 'unofficial' campsites.
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