One week every summer my parents would rent a place across from the Weirs Hotel from when I was born to around my eighth summer ('76-'84 or so). For the next 29 years, I spent most of my time further south on cruises or further north at exit 32. In 2009, we almost bought land on 112 just outside North Woodstock, but that fell through. In 2013, after having spent more years thinking about what was important to us, we decided that a lake area provided more activities. We found Arcadia, which seemed (and is) perfect for our budget and young family, and the rest is history!
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