Are We There Yet?
Last Saturday my good friend Suzanne (aka Chubby Hiker Chick) and I set out to visit Bridal Veil Falls in the Franconia Notch area of New Hampshire’s White Mountains. The hike was an easy 2.5 mile out and back with a modest elevation gain of only 1100′. The weather was perfect, the sun was shining, it should have taken us well under two hours to reach the falls.
Not if I had anything to say about it. Due to my stopping at everything that caught my eye it took a lot longer than it should have to reach the falls.
Unfortunately for Suzanne I kept getting distracted by every little forest scene, shadow, and hole in the snow along the way. The low sunlight streaming through the forest was simply too good to pass up!
Every peeling birch tree, curve in a stream, and yes, even a hole hole in the snow revealing Coppermine Brook underneath, caught my eye and slowed our progress.
The near perfect roundness of this small, trashcan lid sized hole through the snow had me step off the trail into thigh-deep snow, and climbing down the steep stream bank to get a closer look, and a photograph.
We definitely weren’t going to set any speed records on this hike.
Eventually we made it to the Coppermine Shelter where we stopped for a quick snack before the final two tenths of a mile to the falls.
We did eventually make it to Bridal Veil Falls, and we were not alone. A group of ice climbers were taking advantage of the spectacular ice and the great weather.
After a few quick photos both Suzanne and I started getting a little chilly, so we decided to make our way back to the car. Unfortunately for her, even being a little chilled wasn’t enough to keep me from stopping along the way.
If my constant stopping was getting on her nerves, she hid it very well. Then again, her smile could have been hiding the fact she was plotting my demise. 🙂