Since I was about 14, I’ve tried to hike Mount Washington or some part of the White Mountains annually. If you have not availed yourself to this spectaculare corner of God’s creation…what can I say…you are so missing out on life. More often than not, I think about hiking and that’s where it ends. But last week, the weather was perfect, and I had a few days off before I started at Windham Baptist so I off I went.
At 5:45AM, the first rays of sun were hitting Pinkham Notch and I set out. Just me, the cob webs, and about 50lbs of dew I quickly soaked up from the branches. I went solo ’cause I also wanted a day alone with God, to clear my mind and heart with all the new adventures staring me down.
Bootspur to Davis Path to Mt. Washington Summit and down Tuckerman’s Ravine: my itinerary.
New Camelback backpack and old New Balance sneakers: my gear.
Exhausted body and renewed soul: my results.
Have fun looking at the pics!