Kancamagus Pass

5/31/2016

It has been three months since I did this but here’s to the best of my recollection:

Starting before we left for the day, I kept hearing “Kancamagus Pass.”  What was that all about?  I didn’t ask but started out riding.  It rained during the night and was continuing to drizzle as I left the church.  Frank, Ethan and I started out together.  We made a good group as we watched out for one another and would re-group as necessary.  I enjoyed them because they didn’t mind my stopping to take photos and actually took some pictures too.

The trees were so pretty and green – no bark beetles here!  We  rode along various waterways which made pleasant riding.  We also stopped to play in the dandelions.  It was fun to blow the seeds into the wind just like when I was a child.

Maine is the land of the moose.  The only one I saw was made of wood.  We also stopped to get photos of some of the stone fences in the area.  Of course, we stopped at the “welcome” sign as we got to New Hampshire.

Continuing on, we crossed the Swift River Bridge near Conway, NH.  I noticed some hills in the direction we were going.  Somewhere along here, I learned more about Kancamagus Pass.  We were going to be going over it as we went through the White Mountain National Forest.  I wasn’t too concerned since I’ve been training in the Sierra Nevada mountains but figured I’d take it easy on the climbing so I didn’t wear myself out.  It turned out to be a long climb but nothing I couldn’t handle – yay!

As we rode along the Kancamagus Highway, I stopped to get some photos of the Lower Falls Scenic Area.  Later, as I was climbing up the pass, I stopped to get a photo of the Lily Pond.  It was pretty and a good place to stop and take a break.

Not long after my break, I reached the top of the Kancamagus Pass!  That’s the elevation I live at.

From there is was mostly downhill to Lincoln (still in New Hampshire) where we camped outside.  It was a large grassy area but the bathrooms were rather run down.  I ended up taking a shower outside. It wasn’t bad, just different.

I went into town with Alison and Luke for dinner. It was good food and good conversation.

Oh, almost forgot, I also got a photo at the Albany covered bridge.