Mama Bears parents were put through a long day of ups and downs, heading over the Kinsmans and then up Franconia Ridge. It was a lot of elevation gain and some hard walking all the way around but we were all treated to the full experience of the Whites (including being pushed to the limit).
We were also joined for part of the day by Scott Skinner, the father of a college roommate of mine (and, as is the way of things, also the law school roommate of a current colleague and mentor of mine).
The weather was beautiful and the walking was scenic. There was a bridge out on a stream that had apparently been unpassable two days prior due to the rains, but which RobinHood demonstrated could now be forded without even getting your feet wet.
He final climb up Franconia Ridge was a grueling end to a long day, but we had a scenic platform at the Liberty springs Campground, on which to squeeze the two tents for the six of us.
Quite the action shot of Robin Hood. Doesn’t look like that would be a successful leap.
What a treasure to hike with your family! Memories forever! The pics are wonderful as always and I love that you are hiking in familiar territory! I love Franconia Notch and the forests! Love to you all! Oh, and I must say Cartwheel, you are a trooper!!!
Thanks to all the Kallins, big and small, for a memorable hike. Fuzzy accompanied me across New Hampshire and back to Maine without incident. He is now sitting up on our bureau, reminding us of you and waiting for a hug from Maddy.
My unheard of entanglement contract: