Billy knows everybody — and everybody’s shop. Camp blankets, four floors of artists, and bacon famous enough to need its own cooler.
“Oscar’s bacon. Pack a cooler. Thank me later.”
Camp blankets, moose everything, and the good kind of souvenir.
Take me there →Legendary smoked bacon and cheese since 1943. Pack a cooler. Trust.
Take me there →A big red silo full of country goods, fudge, and breakfast worth the detour.
Take me there →Four floors of artist studios, makers, and one-of-a-kind finds.
Take me there →Outlet therapy on Route 9 — sneakers to camp gear at mountain prices.
Take me there →Friday afternoons on the river — produce, makers, and live fiddle energy.
Take me there →Small shops keep small-town hours — a quick call saves a long drive.