48 Hours in New Hampshire

I have a tendency to look at flights when I’m bored or maybe just feeling extra wanderlust-y. Just making up fake trips that I know I can’t actually go on but it technically could be possible makes me feel less stuck. Well, I was looking up flights to Boston to visit Annie again and I realized I had enough travel credits for a free round trip flight. Hello mini vacation!

The first weekend in May I flew out to meet up with my cousin in Boston and then drive up to New Hampshire to explore White Mountain National Forest and stay in a perfect A Frame airbnb. We didn’t have a lot of time - I got in at 12am on Friday morning and left at 7am Sunday morning - but we made the most of every minute.

Here’s our basic itinerary and you can follow along with the photo gallery below!

Friday:

  • Breakfast

  • Drive to NH

  • Stop in Conway

  • Check out the outlet stores because VACATION and LLBEAN and also it was raining

  • Veggie burgers

  • Check into the airbnb

  • Find a tiny hike up the Foss Mountain Trail

  • Get freaked out by “BEWARE OF TICK” signs everywhere

  • Get caught in the rain

  • Enjoy dusk on basically a private beach

  • Practice headstands and relax in the cabin

Saturday:

  • Find breakfast and coffee

  • Hike up Moat Mountain

  • Struggle

  • Take in the most gorgeous panoramic views and take too many photos

  • Find lunch and more coffee

  • Took a scenic drive on the Kancamagus Highway

  • Stopped at Lower Falls scenic walk a small trail and view the river and falls

  • Drive back to Boston

Sunday:

  • Uber to airport and fly home

So much packed into barely 48 hours.

New Hampshire isn’t a state I ever thought of visiting before this year, but I am definitely going to go back when I have more time. I’m quickly falling in love with all the East coast has to offer!

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Failing is Good for You

A few quick thoughts on failure after a weekend of climbing in Tennessee and not necessary succeeding. These are mostly applicable to my situation of being shut down over and over while leading a 5.9 named L.A.G., but maybe these thoughts can work in general life as well.

  1. Failing puts your ego in check. You aren’t as amazing as you think you are. Get your brain back down on the same plane as everyone else. Have confidence in your abilities, but don’t think you’re the most talented person in the room.

  2. It means you tried! Most likely, it also means you tried something difficult and or scary. Even if you didn’t nail it, you pushed yourself outside your comfort zone.

  3. You’ll do better next time. Even if you don’t finish, you’re progressing forward with each piece you put together.

  4. You probably learned something. Maybe how to do better and also have a better attitude next time.

  5. Anyone who has never made a mistake, has never tried anything new - Albert Einstein

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A Weekend With Strong Women

In January, Melissa, Paige and I took a weekend trip to Eastern Tennessee to stay at Pickett CCC Memorial State Park’s rustic cabins, get off the grid, have some bonding time, and hike out some stress.

These cabins are nearly a hundred years old and were built during the great depression by the Civilian Conservation Corps. They aren’t bare bones by any means, but there is no cell signal and no wifi and it was perfect. Sometimes you just need to get away from regular life and spend quality time with people you love.

I’m not going to go into detail about every aspect of this trip, I’ll let the photos speak for themselves, but, we got to eat pancakes, dance by a fire, get absolutely frustrated during a game of UNO that wouldn't end, walk on frozen lakes, lick massive icicles, explore a giant cave filled with sand, hike up rock formations, pet cute dogs, drink all the coffee, and best of all, had plenty of wonderful conversation with two incredibly strong women. It's honestly hard for me to make friends with ladies. Many of them annoy me (okay, actually that's just most people in general), some  just have personalities that stress me out, and a lot of them actually intimidate me. So for me, it's truly special when I can connect deeply with some ladies that share my same morals, interests, and some of the same goals. Because of that, I'm able to truly be myself and feel at ease just spending time talking, listening, laughing, and growing.

Make time to get away and enjoy the company of your friends, those memories are the ones you’ll hang onto the longest.

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"It’s a tough route but it's all there!"

“If the weather’s good, I’d love to go outside this weekend”. Usually that sentence gets thrown around at the gym and it’s a lot of “I wish I could, but”....and then the idea fades. Somehow this weekend the stars aligned and a solid group of seven all committed to Kings Bluff.

It was almost too cold when we left in Saturday morning, but by the time we arrived at the bluff, the sun was shining perfectly on the rocks, and we were all shedding layers after we tied our figure eights.

It had been almost a year to the day since I’d been sport climbing outdoors. It’s amazing how much harder a 5.9 is outside than in the gym. It was a lovely and humbling reminder at how much strength is needed when you’re outside doing the real thing. Gym grades are sometimes inflated or exaggerated, but none of that really matters. The main thing is to have a good time, enjoy the climb, make some memories, and come home in one piece.

I think my favorite thing about a group getting together to climb, is the description of the routes/the beta we give. If only I had written down the ridiculous things we'd say to one another. One I do remember is this little tidbit of advice given when my friend had taken a pretty good fall and was trying to figure out what she’d missed before a second attempt. “Well, it’s a pretty tough route but it's all there!”. Noted.

Anyway, I'm already itching for the next trip and a few more quotes.

P.S. Shootout to Clinton for snagging shots while I climbed!

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