Our first heifer.

Our first heifer at the annual “Strolling of the Heifers” parade in Brattleboro, VT, near where Lacey and I will spend our summer.

 

Not a heifer.

Not a heifer. But kind of sweet that Southern Vermont has its own circus group.

 

This time, a real live heifer.

This time, a real live heifer.

 

Heifer relaxing on toilet!?

Heifer relaxing on toilet!?

 

Heifers: the business end.

Heifers: the business end.

 

Lacey begins to lose it after too many free heifer giveaways.

Lacey starts losing it after too many free heifer giveaways.

 

We reach the White Mountains and find a gorgeous natural dam.

We reach the White Mountains of New Hampshire for a three-day hike and find a gorgeous natural dam.

 

And beaver pond.

And beaver pond.

 

One of the 13 Falls where we spent our first night.

One of the “13 Falls” where we spent our first night.

 

Can anyone identify this beautiful mountain flower?

Can anyone identify this beautiful mountain flower?

 

Dramatic clouds had just whipped off the summit of Mt. Garfield to reveal this view!

Dramatic clouds had just whipped off the summit of Mt. Garfield to reveal this view!

 

A cool grouse (anyone?) that we got right up next to.

A cool grouse (anyone?) that we got right up next to.

 

Morning clouds clearing below a sunny Mt. Lafayette. The night before we hiked over the summit in 50-mph winds and dense clouds, with temperatures below freezing!

Morning clouds clearing below a sunny Mt. Lafayette. The evening before we hiked over the summit in 50-mph winds and dense clouds, with June temperatures below freezing!

 

Rime ice in June, near the summit.

Rime ice near the summit, left over from the night before.

 

This jump was farther than it looked, I swear.

This jump was farther than it looked, I swear.

 

View from Mt. Lafayette.

View from Mt. Lafayette.

 

Cairns along the ridge trail.

Cairns along the ridge trail.

 

We probably saw fifty toads! This one on the way down was huge, although it's hard to tell . . .

We probably saw fifty toads! This one on the way down was huge, although it’s hard to tell . . .

 

 

 

3 thoughts on “Vermont and New Hampshire

  • June 13, 2007 at 8:27 pm
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    Hey Eth, the beautiful mountain flower is a painted trillium. Perhaps you also saw red trilium–same size flower and plant, but the flower is a deep purple red. We saw hundreds of both varieties of trillium on Stratton Peak in the Green Mountains on Memorial Day. Everything is in 3’s–the leaves, the sepals, the petals, the stamens. And the bird looks like a male spruce grouse. They often let you get quite close. If the females have young nearby, they’ll hurry along the ground, dragging a wing or otherwise looking distressed to get you away from their young. Perhaps the males do this too–I’m not sure. Bruce

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  • June 14, 2007 at 11:17 am
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    Aw, man, your pop beat me to it! It’s beautiful country up there, eh? Stephen and I were up in VT/NH over Memorial Day for bird watching and sourdough bread baking at King Arthur Flour. I’m envious you get the whole summer…

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  • June 20, 2007 at 7:17 am
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    Love the pictures! I think it is a trillium as well. Enjoy the land of great volleyball,potluck and Bread & Puppet Circus!

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