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Diana’s Baths Part 5… rocks, foliage and zombie toes.

 

Okay… I lied. When we discovered the cairn garden I thought we were at the top, but it turns out we weren’t.

 

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Yes ladies and gentlemen….

 

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There will be more rocks.

 

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And trees.

 

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And trees that hug rocks.

 

 

 

But I promise you…

 

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This time we had found the top.

 

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But standing there, it really does make you wonder where all the water comes from.

 

 

 

The pools are shallow and yet the water keeps flowing… and flowing… and flowing.

Flowing so much in fact..

 

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You knew that was coming, right?

Add another christened outhouse to the list.

Done with the Baths, we back headed down.

 

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Through some lovely paths…

 

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Where sometimes you just have to look up.

 

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And soak in the splendor of autumn.

Naturally, when you look up…. you’re apt to trip over something you would have seen if you were looking down.

Like I did.

 

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Please tell me I’m not the only one who sees a half buried zombie toe here.

 

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And here.

Overgrown toenails et al.

It’s enough to make a girl shiver…

And crave a fortifying alcoholic beverage.

 

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Which I found here.

 

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At the Black Cap Grille, one of our favorite spots in North Conway.

 

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Happily fortified with cocktails and a yummy grilled Caesar salad (If you’ve never eaten it this way? Start now)

And some succulent crab cakes…

 

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We called it a day.

 

 

 

Diana’s Baths Part 4…. in which the husband builds a cairn.

 

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At the top of Diana’s Baths we found a cairn garden.

 

 

Cairns…

 

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Everywhere you looked.

 

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Small cairns, big cairns.

 

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Precariously balanced cairns…

 

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Even one slightly Zen cairn…

 

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Although technically not, as it’s singular.

 

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But I liked it all the same.

Cairn:

Diana’s Baths Part 3

 

After a few hours of happily poking around, we were nearing the top.

 

 

 

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A few more rocks.

 

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A little more tip toeing through the tree roots…

 

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And there we were.

 

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The top.

 

 

Quiet pools…

 

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The husband, back on the wrong side…

 

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And some big rocks.

 

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Did that rock just wink at me?

 

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Cheeky things, those rocks…

 

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We enjoyed the view and the feeling of accomplishment.

And then…

 

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We saw something a little farther up…

 

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That made us realize we weren’t quite finished with Diana’s Baths yet.

Cairns!

 

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Sorry.. no.

Not that kind.

 

 

 

Diana’s Baths Part 2.

 

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What?

 

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You thought we were done with the rocks?

 

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Uh, no.

 

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There were stacked rocks…

Rocks with roots…

 

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Rocks with husbands…

 

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Videos of rocks…

 

 

 

And rocks with bloggers taking selfies.

 

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Baby got rocks!

 

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There were big rocks.

 

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Rocks with water.

 

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And rocks with husbands who had to climb on the opposite side from their wives because they thought it was a better path….

 

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Then couldn’t figure out how to get back across…

 

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And had to turn around and go back the way the wife did.

 

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I love those kinds of rocks.

 

 

And no matter how high we climbed?

 

 

 

There were always more rocks!

White Mountains trip Day 5… Diana’s Baths

 

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Doing our good deed and making a donation, we entered .

 

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Took a leisurely stroll…

 

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Down into the woods…

 

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Past some type of fairy installation….

 

 

And a tree who clearly loves his rock….

 

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Across a bridge…

 

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Alongside a stream…

 

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And found the bottom of the Baths.

 

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Not usually the best part of a bath but…

 

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These are a different type of bath entirely.

 

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Not much is left of the old sawmill.

 

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But if you look carefully…

 

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You can find it.

 

 

 

We happily spent the whole afternoon exploring this place.

 

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Hiking the trails and climbing the rocks …

 

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And there were plenty of rocks to climb.

 

 

 

The water levels in the autumn are quite low…

 

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And it gently cascades down a section here…

 

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And there.

 

 

 

But in the spring it’s dangerously high from the snow melt.

 

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(Required selfie)

 

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In the summer the pools fill, and it’s a favorite spot to beat the heat.

White Mountains trip, Day 4. Mother Walker Falls

 

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Never let it be said I’m not up for a good waterfall.

Sadly, this Mother wasn’t.

 

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It sounded promising, so we headed down.

 

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And while it was a pretty spot, I didn’t see a whole lot falling.

 

 

 

Oh, there were stacked rocks.

 

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And precariously balanced rocks…

 

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But even when we followed the sound of running water, there wasn’t much falling.

 

 

I’m sure it’s much more impressive in the spring.

 

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But we still enjoyed the walk, the day, and…

 

 

The rocks.

 

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A scenic drive…

 

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Some foliage…

 

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Some mountains…

 

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And a lovely old bed and breakfast later….

 

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We followed someone’s advice and stopped for a meal at the Sudbury Inn in Bethel.

 

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Tucked away out back, down some dark steps… we found what I can only describe as the local dive bar.

 

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Local workmen at the bar (shooting us disgusted looks) and slumming prep school students from Gould Academy made up the clientele. Uncomfortable chairs, spotty silverware and a disinterested (borderline surly) bartender/waiter… who made us wait longer than he had to… made us question why we were there.

 

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But despite the business card decorated ceiling and questionable decor…

 

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There was surprisingly good food and at least 2 dozen beers on tap.

Mr. Personality even accommodated the husband’s preference for grilled chicken with his chicken parm.

 

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Which just goes to show you can’t judge a bar if you’re from out of town…. or something like that.

Our 4th day ended at our resort with us walking past the strange carved bear out front.

 

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If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he was praying for new carpet.

 

 

Step Falls Part 2… forest unmentionables.

 

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We kept climbing higher,  getting closer to the falls.

 

 

But did you see it? In the bottom right hand corner…

I didn’t when I was filming, but then I took a picture.

 

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Yeah.

 

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While I usually pick up litter we find along the way while hiking? This I left alone.

I don’t even want to know….

 

 

Up a thoughtfully constructed rock staircase.

 

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Deeper into the woods.

 

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I kept thinking, geesh. Are we ever going to reach the top?

 

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One required sun drenched selfie later…

 

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Past the well marked trail tree…

 

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We finally saw the top.

 

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The view was going to be killer… I knew it.

Anxiously preparing for the money shot, I found this –

 

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Huh…?

 

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You mean I hauled my  (considerable)  butt up this  hill/ gorge/ mini mountain for bupkus?

WTF!

 

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They even had the flags running across the falls themselves.

 

 

Damned right it is! Why would you open a waterfall up to the public, create a trail, install a bench, mark that trail very carefully so people could find the top….and then not let them access the top? It’s criminal, I tell you.

Criminal.

And it made me wonder if the discarded unmentionables I saw down below were in way of protest.

I felt the same outrage! But not quite enough outrage to leave my own behind. There are limits… even for me.

Making our way back down to the parking lot I was so ticked off I didn’t take any pictures, until I saw this…

 

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And thought…

 

 

 

 

 

White Mountain Trip Day 4… Step Falls

 

Trees and rocks… rocks and trees ahead.

You’ve been warned.

 

 

Oh, come on.

Early morning day 4, we woke with the sun and headed out for a hike to Step Falls.

 

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I wish I could convey the sense of peace that envelops me when I walk into a forest. The fresh air of natural places, the gentle breeze swaying the leaves. The sweet songs of the birds, the whisper of the trees. It’s pure magic.

I don’t know who’s responsible for finding these wild and beautiful places and opening them to the public… but I’ll be forever grateful.

 

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Step Falls in Bethel, Maine. In October when we visited… gently cascading streams. In spring during snow melt season? Torrents of angry water rushing down the mountain not caring what lies in it’s path.

 

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Many of the places we visit are free to the public, but are maintained by local volunteers who ask that you donate to help with costs. Most people never do, so we make a point of it each and every time.

 

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And with this Cycloptic donation box…. how could you not?

 

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The paths were wide and friendly…

 

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Although I couldn’t help but feel I was being watched.

 

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Into the woods…

 

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Up the hill, where we first heard the falls.

 

 

 

Up some stone steps.

 

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Up some fortuitously placed tree roots.

 

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We see a bit more water.

 

 

No.

Not even close…

 

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Ever onward…

 

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And upward…

 

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Past some weird trees growing right around the rocks.

 

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More of the falls.

 

 

 

And a not very comfortable but necessary granite bench to stop and let the husband take a breath.

 

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White Mountains trip Day 2…. Upper Jackson Falls

 

Yes… we’re still on the second day of our trip.

And yes, we’re still at the Falls.

 

 

Hey, just be glad I’m weeding through the 1704 photos and only giving you the highlights.

 

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Working our way up the falls took some time.

 

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But it really was lovely.

 

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Nothing like hanging out with Mother Nature to lower your blood pressure.

 

 

The closer we got to the top, the more people just plunked themselves down on the rocks and made themselves comfortable…

 

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And why not?

It’s a great place to read, unwind…and enjoy the day.

 

 

At the top you cross a wonderful iron bridge…

 

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Look both ways…

 

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And say thank you Jackson Falls…

 

 

I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with you.

 

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And your rocks.

(Or maybe that was just me.)

Done with the Falls, we headed into town for some sustenance.

 

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And found the cutest pumpkin display ever…

 

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Next to our destination.

 

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It looked promising.

 

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Warm and inviting.

 

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A vintage inn and tavern whose bar was packed to the rafters that late Saturday afternoon.

 

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I wanted to love it.

 

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I mean come on, they had ski lift seating….

 

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And a sign for the Woodchuck Trail. Who doesn’t love that?

But the service was terrible, the beer was warm and the food? When it finally came, over an hour after we ordered, was barely edible.

Sorry Martin, I didn’t even bother with pictures. Dry meatless ribs and a soggy Rachel sandwich do not warrant photographs.

 

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But martian pumpkins and gourds?

Definitely do.

White Mountains trip Day 2…. Lower Jackson Falls

 

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When I say Falls, I’m not talking Niagara…

 

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In October, these are dotted with bright foliage…..

 

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And cascade gently down the hill.

 

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No barrel required.

 

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Which is good, because it’s a hard look to pull off.

 

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Selfies you shoot into the sun so you can see your hands holding your phone reflected in your glasses are so much easier.

 

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Did I mention there were rocks?

 

 

 

And tranquil pools…

 

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As well as some pretty nice views?

 

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Well there were.