I can’t lie to you. The White Mountains took a toll on me. I rolled into Gorham, NH yesterday tired, sore, and weighing 128 pounds. I’ve been resting, eating, and being thankful for the great weather I had.
I’ve eaten an obscene amount of food – including some great bolete mushrooms we harvested (and some blueberries).
Staying at this beautiful hostel
Stumps serving as substrate for young trees
Mica deposits in many of the local granite
Enjoying the rest – looking forward to Maine.