This past weekend Alison and I went up to the white mountains to do some hiking and camping. Our camera ran out of batteries almost immediately so we don't really have a lot of photographs to show you. The trip was a success nonetheless. We chose a very busy weekend to go up there (peak foliage and a holiday), but it was completely worth it. What we have here in New England in the autumn is truly a national treasure, and to be able to experience it on such a grand scale is like nothing else. We chose a trail that we thought would keep us away from the crowds and it did. We climbed up the southeast side of Mt. Flume and continued over to Mt. Liberty-- which are two 4000 footers just south of Lafayette-- and only saw a few people on the trail. This year the reds seem to be dominating such that looking down from above, the entire valley floor had turned crimson. It was truly something to behold.
To get away, to be alone in the woods with the one you love is a seasonal necessity for me. Two days isn't much, but my spirit was revived.
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Alison, you sort of look like a hobbit! I miss New England so much, thanks for reminding me!
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