
Columbus Day weekend is THE time to explore the Northeast, for any of you out there planning an October trip for 2009! Wowie. Colors are peaked and stunning in every direction, even along the highway. Even better on small country roads between towns...this weekend was a great adventure. Only one thing was missing. My husband.

I started off Friday with Megan toward Brunswick, Maine where her 3 awaiting companions were attending their final year at Bowdoin College. Yes, I was going on a college camping trip. We met Hobie and Kyle, whose apartment smelled of week-old Lobster (they warned as we stepped in!), and then met Mary Helen (originally from Chattanooga, TN!) at the local grocery store, Hannaford's. Stocked with energy, we hit the road toward the White Mountains in New Hampshire. We settled at Passaconaway Campsite near Northern Conway after stopping for some 'punkin' custard on the way.


This guy was hiding out in the shed. He must
really like custard! (Actually it was an ad for grass-plowing, for real).
We explored a short trail before making spaghetti and a fire and s'mores and telling lots and lots of stories. These guys were pretty dang hilarious. I couldn't relate to half of what they were talking about, but I did enjoy myself. Apparently, though, I'm sorry to say UPS has a sad reputation among small colleges in the Northeast as standing for University of Pot Smokers. I told them
of course not. (at least not more than any other small liberal arts college...). I think I effectively changed the reputation to highlight the outdoorsiness of the school as its real strength, since that was of interest as well.

Here is the road going through our campsite.
Saturday morning we scoped the map and found a desirous 8 mile hike to Mt Chocarua and back on the Katancamagas Highway. I mixed it up a couple times and told people we climbed Mt Chocamunga, but that's nothing. Just the five of us and gorgeous falling leaves, huge granite boulders and winding tree roots along the trail....and about 100 other people! We reached the summit triumphantly to this scene:

At least they were clustered altogether at the top!

The view the other direction.
We ate and headed toward a sister peak which was much more the way we had imagined. Just us. At the bottom, we decided to head to the nearest town for a quick stop for forgotten butter for the morning's pancakes. It was a longer drive than we thought, but we stopped for me to take pics at this awesome river to make it seem shorter.

Still driving into town, Mary Helen, who is the queen of puns, claimed "this BUTTER be worth it!!" The next morning when Hobie spilled some batter all over the stove, she reprimanded him, "you BATTER clean it up!" Oh, MH. She had me in stitches on many other occasions. That's my kind of humor.
Sunday we took a final hike to Mt Potash before the drive back to Maine. Of course, we had to stop for ice cream. I thought that my punkin custard was the best thing I had ever tasted, until I had Gifford's Maine Black Bear. Basically all raspberries and chocolate. YUMMMMM.

We returned to Brunswick to say goodbye's, then headed to Megan's parents' temporary new house in Kennebunkport, Maine. WOW. This is a beach house and her dad had dinner ready when we came in. They also had me laughing all night with crazy stories, and I slept like a baby in a room overlooking the ocean with the waves singing me to sleep. Glorious.

This morning we sat around, took a walk on the beach, and walked through Kennebunk before heading back to Beantown.


I can't believe how gorgeous the Fall is here, and how much of it is still unexplored by yours truly, but how blessed I've been to see a new part of creation already. It's a different beauty than the Northwest, and even more like Colorado. I wish you all could have shared it with me. Still, it's good to be home with my other half, who lost another 2 employees this weekend (temporarily) and had to work on his one day off:( But I am proud of how he's handling the ongoing situation and himself. He's got a super attitude and will make it just fine. What a stud!