Spring hiking is mud season, and you need a certain resilience. But what about the trail that brings us back? Where’s the magic in the mud?
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Icy conditions on Mt Moosilauke during the first week of May? Call it “A test of snow and flowers.”
There was delicious coffee. Some pondering. Some hiking. A lot of ice, and some nearly fell on my head. Cannon can be strange sometimes.
You’re not sure what to do. Your calendar suggests one thing. Your heart another. The mountains, yet a third… Get ready, here it comes!
Tecumseh is the worn flannel shirt, of hiking in New Hampshire. Not at all glamorous. But a perfect lazy afternoon outing.
Sometimes you think you’re only booking miles. And then you get home, let it ruminate for a bit, and realize there was a lot more.
Metal breaks if stressed long and hard enough. But on a day with clean, cold, and crisp air, does it matter?
Won’t pretend this was an epic hike. Indeed, it was mostly booking mileage. But there it is. At the same time, I won’t write off a mountain. So go try it yourself!
Some days, you can’t believe your outrageous luck. A beautiful summit, golden light, and the Milky Way. What more do you need?
It’s been nearly three years to the day since one of my most fateful hiking trips on Adams.Does the date have significance, or was it a fluke?
When you do all five Wildcats in a few hours, but in that same amount of time, can only bag one Carter, what makes the difference?
Two peaks in one hike isn’t much in the Whites. Unless each starts from its own trailhead, with a long drive between.