Sunday, October 12, 2008
This has to be the most beautiful fall foliage weekend ever. With a long weekend and gas prices hovering closer to $3 than $4 per gallon, New Englanders ventured away from the bad news on CNBC to see what beauty was unfurling in the woods.
We spent the last few days in Franconia Notch re-visiting tourist attractions that Brother and I had not seen in 40 years and straying into the streams and the woods to share with Luz Maria and Ignatio the parts of the United States that we are most proud of.
When Brother and I were children, we would spend every long weekend camping in Franconia Notch and both of us have very happy memories of the area. It felt good to re-live the memories with him. My memory is beyond terrible and just full of vague recollections; his memory is like flypaper full of distinct multi-sensory experiences, so while I drove and guided, he filled in the gaps of my childhood, story by story.
We jumped on rocks in the Pemigewasset and took the tram up Cannon Mountain. We explored the Flume and the Basin and listened to the nickelodean at Clark's Trading Post.
Sleep was welcome last night and I can't imagine that any of us made it to the 11th inning of the Red Sox/Tampa Bay game.