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Live Free or Die–a New Perspective on New Hampshire’s Call to Arms

13 Jan

New Hampshire SkylineWhen first proclaimed, Live Free or Die was New Hampshire’s  call to “assertive independence” during the Revolutionary War. (Thank you Wikipedia for confirming what my education left foggy.)

Today it seems to be about an independence found in exploration, pushing your own limits, and a culture that’s both physically active and emotionally laid back. This perspective is exactly my experience in New Hampshire: adventure balanced with utter relaxation.New Hampshire landscape

Speed, Heights, Rushing Waterfall, and Elusive Moose

  • Attitash mountain coaster–adrenaline giggles. That’s all I’m going to say.
  • Mt. Washington--a glorious and empowering drive eight miles into the sky. And views even when obscured by clouds and fog.
  • Franconia Notch Gorge Flume–the power of water. The beauty of water. The lifeforce of water.
  • Moose–oh how I looked. Drove for hours at dusk. I only saw them on t-shirts. Sad.

I Did Not Know That
Mt. Monadnack is the world’s third most climbed mountain, after Mt. Fuji and Mt. Tai. (I didn’t go there–well, any of those theres, actually)

Oh, and BTW, the state insect is the ladybug. How cute is that? What’s your state insect?

What were your favorite New Hampshire experiences?
What should be on the list for a return visit?

Trees in New Hampshire


An Amazing Flume. And We’re not Talking about a Ride at Six Flags

9 Jan

Franconia Notch FlumeSome places are breath-taking. Others are breath-giving. The Flume at Franconia Notch in New Hampshire gives breath, wonder, and glee.

Vocabulary Lesson

  • Notch – a mountain pass
  • Flume – in this case, a natural gorge. They’re also built to create a gravity shoot, using the water’s power to move items, like logs, down a mountain pass.
  • Log Flume Amusement Ride – finding fun in the olden ways of productivity. This was nothing like that.
The Flume Gorge

Flickr, thanks for the picture

A Hike that Exponentiates
in Beauty

The trek begins at the base of the flume, where the water trickles. Lovely.

Then you pass milestones like a 300-ton boulder and crossing a covered bridge built in 1886. Awesome.

Now there’s water rushing by; with an agenda all its own. Perpendicular granite walls 70-90 feet tall align the path. But it’s more like a protection than a claustrophobic thing.

Created by wind, water, and time (as are all natural wonders), the Flume hosts the most beautiful waterfalls I’ve ever seen. Perhaps it’s because you start with the trickle and then get to the power. Or you have work to see them. All I know is that there’s something special here.

On your way out, crawl through the fox den and take a look at the deep basin pool formed at the end of the Ice Age. Just your everyday stuff.

This is Why I Travel
How delectable to get caught up in a space, in a moment. To look at nature with amazement, awe, and respect. To find something spectacular when you think, “I’ve seen waterfalls before.”

Perhaps I’m laying it on thick. I don’t care.

This excursion reminded me that in my life dedicated to finding adventures big and small, I can become jaded: is that swamp as good as the one I just went to? How many mountain passes do I really need to see? Turns out, I’ve got to check it out for myself. And what’s to lose? A day of beauty and certainly the chance to learn something new.

How do you keep fresh enthusiasm for destinations?
How do you keep from comparing them to each other?

Can’t see the slideshow? Click here. Unless otherwise noted, these pictures are mine with a few Flickr supplements.
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