I have this peculiar affliction that causes me to not pay attention to directional details when I am with a man--when I'm with two men--forget it--I couldn't read a map or find where I parked the car if you paid me. I am not proud of this affliction. When I'm alone, I know where I am and where I'm going and how to get there but throw a couple of good men into the mix and I just follow them up the trail. Somehow I completely missed this sign warning of the difficulties of the Beaver Brook Trail up Mt. Moosilauke--my 46th New Hampshire 4000 footer.
So up we went. Soon after we started hiking, we came upon a beautiful cascading waterfall. The trail became very steep at that point and as we continued climbing beside what seemed to be an unending series of cascading waterfalls, the grade did not ease up. Fortunately, the falls were so beautiful that we stopped frequently for pictures and for my heart and lungs to catch up.
Mt. Moosilauke is a large mountain on the western frin
It was a beautiful day and a new favorite mountain. The views extended 360 degrees int
4 comments:
Beth, good for you! This trail looks amazing! Do you like using those hiking poles?
A wealth of your stories-I wondered why we didn't hear from you!
look at all this blogging!!! finally! well your hike sounds/looks beautiful-- and that steepness is just getting you prepared for our hike next summer :)
Yay Beth!!! Gulp... when I saw that sign, it reminded me of the Wizard of Oz... "I'd turn back if I were you." LOL! So proud you headed up and enjoyed the spectacular view!
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