Standing in the magic portal that is New Hampshire during the fall all I could think about is if you just leave Mother Nature alone she is magnificent.
Here are some highlights:
I stayed in Franconia. I will always stay there. I stayed at a place called Stonybrook and it indeed had a stony brook. You can drive up to your room. The room was spotless. The grounds are beautiful. If these things make you happy then its a good place for you.
Franconia Coffee House is a great place for coffee. It’s locally owned and the coffee is delicious.
Mr Lin’s Kitchen in Littleton was delicious. The egg rolls were crispy and the wonton soup was delicious.
I grew up with Amatos from Portland, Maine. It’s literally part of my anticipated food choices when I’m up there. So when I saw this in Littleton I grabbed a delicious Italian sandwich and feasted on that.
It’s the combination of all kinds of tasty things plus the delicious bread plus the oil. There is no comparison.
I headed towards the Kancamagus highway. I chose this day for myself and my dad. I know this sounds strange but I brought his spirit with me to the place he loved so much and he made sure us kids loved it as much as he did. Thanks Dad.
Key Details & Specs
Time to Allow: 2 to 3 hours for a relaxed drive with stops
The Kancamagus Highway is named after Kancamagus, the third and final sagamore (chief) of the 17th-century Pennacook Confederacy in New Hampshire.
History: Kancamagus initially tried to maintain peace with English settlers, but relations collapsed after British Major Richard Waldron betrayed and captured members of the tribe. In 1691, Kancamagus led his people north toward the mountains and Canada to escape colonial conflict.
The Highway: Part of New Hampshire Route 112, the scenic road was completed and opened in the 1950s, honoring the historic Native American leader of the region.
Time to Allow: 2 to 3 hours for a relaxed drive with stops.
Strangely I don’t have many memories here but I’m sure we were here.
This was my first stop. You have to park and walk to this bridge.
At this point I should have turned around and gone to my other destinations because there was a lot of traffic and no where to stop at the other kodack moments.
My computer keeps on spell checking
the king of mangoes Highway which is cracking me up.
I ended up in North Conway. Again loads of traffic.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
By Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I scooted around the back and found my way to Mt Cranmore. This is more like it. One of the mountains of my youth. It looked so big when I was little and now it looked so small. It still felt like home. I have wonderful of racing down this mountain and being so proud of myself.
Then I headed over to Wildcat. Wildcat was always a treat for us. It’s where we went when we really knew how to ski.
Thank you New Hampshire and thank you mother nature. Thank you Dad I hope you enjoyed our journey. I know he would have loved the scenery and the food!
