Glynn House Inn
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Leaving Portland with our haul of seafood, we headed to New Hampshire, our last stop before hitting Canada. Until now the drives haven't been that spectacular, but heading through the countryside into New Hampshire and towards the White Mountains, it jumped up a notch.
We’d booked a room at the White Mountains Hostel in Conway based on some fantastic reviews on TripAdvisor. We arrived too early to check in so we went for a wander. After ascertaining that ...
... absorb the interaction
of the leaves with the wind gusts that come and go -
leaves no longer holding on to their tree's trunk -
letting go, floating, gliding within the window frame and
then out of my vision.
Harvey helps me to do another one of the “maneuvers” and I am so much
better! Those little crystals in my ear must be almost back in place!
Harvey has helped and set me on a lounge chair on our ...
Slow down day. Drizzly day. Did some laundry while J & K went for a morning hike. J&D are hiked out! .......for now. We did take an easy walk to town, stopped at a thrift store and saw our first moose.... Tonight packing and planning tomorrow's ...
... And then there is the nightly snacks - Linda's yummy berry cobbler, chocolate or cinnamon bobka cake from Brooklyn, or a muffin from the local Vintage Bakery. These are going to have to morph or scale back into a fresh fruit plate - we might both be gaining weight!
Today the weather here is expected to be a high of 84 degrees. In Miami Beach, it's supposed to be a high of 84 degrees! How to figure this out. Where did ...
... the Appalachian Trail near Mount Moosilauke. On the uphill climbs, Surly's new chain slipped and skipped gears. Luckily, the chain didn't pop off, but something was wrong. Maybe I could find a bike shop in Lincoln. Maura and I met near North Woodstock to walk down to the Lost ...