One Day in New England
I wake up at 6:00 am in the back of my car: AT treailhead in Franconia Notch State Park. By 6:30 I’m on the Falling Water’s Trail, and walking the ridge, totally alone, as the sun rises over the White Mountains. By 11 am I’m in my car, driving with the windows down and sunroof open on undulating, uninterrupted New Hampshire and Maine roads. At 7pm, I’m watching whales dance and spout off the Bristol coast. A magical day.








