The Wilderness Inn Bed and Breakfast
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... Wayne 'Swirled; it was goo-ood!
From there we headed the rest of the way to Conway, New Hampshire. I liked this state as well. Their motto "Live Free or Die Hard" kind of resonates with me as a motorcycle enthusiast. People were friendly and the roads were good. The weather was great today which helped keep our spirits up. The White Mountain National Forest area was awesome. All in all I'm pretty proud of ...
... around with childish excitement, Tuukka included.
This included a visit to the little gift shop, look out terrace and a glance at the weather station.
The return trip down was a little anti-climactic as we were somewhat prepared for the road conditions, and welcomed the climate change from low 30's back to the warm 80s!
If you get the chance, get up there and visit the summit. It'll be an experience I won't forget and am pretty sure you won't either
... the wonderful. Downstairs is mainly devoted to foodstuffs and kitchen accessories, especially Maple Syrup and other local specialities. My favourite area by far was an entire wall devoted to BBQ sauces and rubs! It's definitely worth a visit.
Back in Conway we finally met hostel owner Tim, who is indeed as lovely as all the reviews say he is. We got settled into our room and then hit the kitchen to cook up our seafood feast. Everything was done pretty simply as ...
... to my mouth". Still blank. After all that she informs me they've sold out of beanies as it's been a long winter.
The drive to North Conway in the White Mountains continued and we arrived in enough time to explore the surrounding countryside. It's a snow skiing region with slopes everywhere. Sioux had heard of a place called Jackson about 15 miles away so off we went. I started to sing the song 'I'm Going Down to Jackson' but the words came out to the tune ...
I left the Piermont Inn under cloudy skies, layered with long bands of white fog. After a short ride to Haverhill the bike map led me to the Western entrance of the White Mountain National Forest. The rolling terrain was sprinkled with subdued shades of red, yellow ...