The First Accent; Lil' Haystack (4,760')
As I entered this year (2023), I was fueled with a strong desire to venture out and explore the wonders of the wilderness. I yearned for my first camping experience, I craved hiking majestic mountains, and above all, I longed to breathe in the crisp, fresh air of nature!
As you heard in my last couple of entires 2022 had its moments, but 2023 has proven to be everything I desired.
Since my last adventure at Purgatory, there hasn't been much to report. The weather has been gloomy, I faced a layoff from work, and I found solace in spending quality time with my family. During that period, I naturally sought solace outdoors. I engaged in trails such as:
And of course, plenty of treadmill walking! However, as the seasons shifted, I knew it was time to turn my aspirations of conquering the Mountains of New Hampshire into a reality.
So, my partner and I decided to head to Franconia in April, without a concrete plan other than tackling a mountain.
The night before our adventure, we relished in a delightful Steak and Cheese Grinder, enjoyed a restful sleep, and woke up brimming with excitement. Off we went to embark on our hike!
I had mapped out the trail, and we would be taking the 'Falling Waters Trail'. I absolutely loved this hike, except for one thing: the snow. I had never done a snow hike before and quickly became acquainted with the concept of "postholing." I stumbled into so many snow-covered holes that reached up to my hips, leaving me black and blue for the following week. Despite that, after roughly 4 hours of persevering through the challenging terrain, we reached the breathtaking summit. The journey was complete!
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