But today, up there on the old town road,
I came upon a sign, don’t know how new.
It called me down a path I never toed,
And without Moment’s pause, away I flew.
On Georgiana Falls
This morning I went, I thought somewhere new,
hunting a waterfall, gifting a view
New Trails and a Happy Return to Winter Hiking
It’s been a while since I needed to don spikes. I’m not sure exactly how long, but it feels like years. Well, for hiking anyway. Sometimes I’ve needed them to tread up a ski hill to watch my daughter race, but other than that, I haven’t had much cause. A series of health setbacks kept…
Way Up There
Way up there, saddled in the breeze,
nestled where most will never see,
lies a lake, a christening pool,
a gift from Heaven, seems to me.
Those Summer Days of Autumn
In heart, we didn’t know,
but she knew.
They Call Him Bilbo Baggers
One of my favorite hiking developments in recent months is finding more buddies to explore the White Mountains with.
Misdirection on Mount Percival
One of the inevitabilities I’ve found when it comes to hiking is that no matter how experienced you are, or how good you get at it, you will eventually have a hiccup and take a wrong turn again.
Looking for Frank on Mount Chocorua
I figured I’d take advantage of my grounded vessel to reflect on some of my most recent climbs. Chocorua seemed like a good place to start.
New Looks at Old Faces
I’ve been climbing the 4000-footers again, partly out of motivation from the book, and partly because of some friends who are interested in pursuing bigger mountains.
When the Heart Is Bigger Than the Head
We thought we knew what we were doing. We thought, hey, this will be a great bonding experience for the family, and the kids will someday thank us for taking them.