TRAVEL
September 11, 1994 | CHRISTOPHER REYNOLDS, TIMES TRAVEL WRITER
Come stomping into this town looking for trouble, I dare you. The Berkshire hills will roll pleasantly beneath you, Mt. Greylock will rise gently on the horizon and the landscapewill enfold you in springtime greens, winter-white flocking or, now that fall approaches, a super-saturated leaf scene of reds and oranges. Steeples, porches, red bricks, Colonial columns and clapboard walls will arrange themselves around you.