Our first morning we were visited by an extremely friendly and brave little chipmunk, who definitely likes bagel. After some crumbs to whet his appetite he actually started taking them out of my hand.
We went to the Flume (Franconia Notch, NH) in the afternoon. There you walk though a very tight notch through which a river runs, in the late fall they have to take the walkways out to accommodate the massive rush of water in the spring. I visited there with my parents as a child and I was curious to see if it was as impressive as the lingering childhood impressions I amazingly retained (I can’t remember a lot!). I remembered the water being a lot more ferocious, and the walks being a lot higher up, but I think that might have a lot to do with scale, I’m not 3 feet tall anymore ;o) It is really beautiful up there, it was so nice to get away. Of course the other view was three “ladies” who had definitely been men in a previous decade.
We actually managed to go through 2 loads of firewood in as many evenings, primarily because Sean and Dan stayed up all night till they burned through it all (pyros). I knew it would be considerably cooler up there, especially after fleeing a horrendous heat wave in CT, but it got seriously cold up there on our second night. I was freezing, the next morning I asked the office what the temperature got down to - 39°! No Wonder!
I can’t wait to go camping again, I’m already trying to pick a new location, South.
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