?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Outdoorsy

Thanks to all for the birthday wishes yesterday. :) We actually had gorgeous weather here, so I took the opportunity to do something I've been meaning to do for a while, which was get out kayaking again. It surprises me to realize that I probably hadn't been out for 2 years, and as soon as I got back out on the water, I remembered how much I just plain enjoy it. The river is lovely and the feel of kayaking is lovely.

This time, I was excited to get out on a stretch of the Charles River that I'd never been on before. Charles River Canoe & Kayak has several rental spots, all of which I've been to, but I didn't know they'd opened up a new one upriver at Nahanton Park in Newton, on a 12 mile stretch of the river unbroken by any dams!

In a sense, this was my downfall; so was going by myself. Because whenever I go out to do things by myself, I always wind up being over-ambitious. Previously, I think I have not done paddles much longer than about 6 miles round trip. This time, I took advantage of a little canal that cut across a big loop of the river -- at the end of which, I had to actually get out and walk through a waterfall over rocks (in flip-flops, because I'm dumb), dragging the kayak under a bridge to get back to the river and go back the long way, downstream. In my head, this made sense, because paddling downstream is always easier, and I'd noticed on the way out that the wind ought to be mostly at my back on the return. But I sort of didn't do the math in my head to estimate how long a trip that would really be. When kayaking, I tend to manage about 3-3.5 miles per hour. I paddled 2 miles to get to the half-mile short-cut. That brought me back to the river 8 miles upstream, which I then had to paddle all the way back to the rental site. And while I was indeed going with the current on the way back, the current isn't so strong that it carries you at any speed. So, yeah. That was about 3 and a half hours' worth of constant paddling, more than I'd ever done before, and the river was twisty enough that I still had stretches where I had to paddle against the wind.

But it was great, even if my arms are kind of limp noodles today.

I don't have any pictures of any of that, because I don't tend to try to mess around with electronics in a kayak, since it's all so wet. Instead, have some pictures from a few weeks ago, when Diane and Katie and I took a day-trip up to the White Mountains in NH. I was the instigator of this plan, because it has seemed for a while now, to me, that it is ridiculous that I have lived up here for over 20 years and never been up there, and never driven up Mt. Washington.

IMG_2163

Many more pictures below the cut, half of cool animals and half of scenic mountain vistas:

So the first thing we did, after a fabulous breakfast at the cutest little diner, was to go Squam Lakes Natural Science Center, to look at animals native to New Hampshire. It's a pretty nice facility -- lots of room, big enclosures for the animals, and well laid-out so that mostly, the animal enclosures aren't in sight of each other (thus allowing the deer not to freak out about their neighbors, the mountain lions and the bears).

The foxes were all dozing and very uninterested in our presence:

IMG_2066

IMG_2068


The bobcats were dozing, too, until the one on the left suddenly decided it needed to get up and play-attack the one who'd been leaning on it. So that was adorable:

IMG_2079

IMG_2085

IMG_2090


The next enclosure had a mountain lion, who was doing a circuit that kept bringing him right past the front windows where we were standing, allowing for an extremely up-close view, which was great, if not that good for getting actual pictures. Then he went up to the back of the enclosure, and FLOPPED.

In the first picture, notice the dark cave-like space under an overhand at left. As we were finally turning to leave, we suddenly noticed that another cougar had been under there the entire time.

IMG_2093

IMG_2101

IMG_2107


Then there were a bunch of deer, all of whom were also dozing. (This was a big theme for the animals.)

IMG_2112


There were also a couple of black bears, one of whom was dozing far away, and one of whom was pacing near the glass, so again, easy to get a sense of how big they really are.

IMG_2121


Red squirrel taking advantage of the spillage from bird feeders. Alas, wasn't able to get really good shots of its stand-off with a chipmunk.

IMG_2124


Then there were a whole bunch of raptors: great horned owl, bald eagle, kestrel, and red-tailed hawk here:

IMG_2131

IMG_2134

IMG_2135

IMG_2145

IMG_2152


So after all of that, we looked at the time and realized that if we wanted to drive up Mt. Washington, we'd better get the heck over there. This turned out to be a wise decision, because while it wasn't that far a distance, it WAS a lot of driving on roads you couldn't necessarily go that fast on.

We actually did all of this on the day before the Memorial Day holiday was due to start, which I think was a really good decision. For example, we ran into very few other cars on the way up or down the Mt. Washington auto road, which was FINE with everyone, because OH MY GOD, there are no guardrails on that road, and they SAY it is wide enough for two cars, and probably even two SUVs, but while that it technically true, it doesn't FEEL true, if you know what I mean. Diane did all of the driving, which, let's give her mad props for that. I've driven on roads like that and I know it's a constant feeling of being extremely aware of how much it would suck if you put the wheel into either the ditch on one side or worse, over the edge on the other, because that was a whole lot of DOWN over there. The word "plummet" was banned from the car, is what I'm saying.

But! WE SAW A MOOSE! Alas, at a point in the drive when I did not have my camera in hand, and by the time I got it, the moose was gone. But it was there! It apparated out of the trees up-slope about 20 yards in front of the car (thank goodness not closer), and then continued down, which was pretty amazing given how steep and densely forested the down-slope was. So that was exciting. When we told the guys at the top about it, they said that almost never happens and we were REALLY lucky.

Otherwise, there were some breathtaking vistas, from time to time, interspersed with being within clouds. You never quite knew which it was going to be. The lady at the toll booth at the bottom described it as a "cloud sandwich", which was pretty accurate. The middle bits were clearer, and the top was socked in, as you can see:

IMG_2155

IMG_2157


When the clouds lifted briefly, we still couldn't see a whole lot:

IMG_2159


It was pretty neat going up, and coming down, through that much elevation and watching the landscape and plants change. I got more pictures going down, to give a sense of the view and the road:

IMG_2160

IMG_2162


Plucky little car!

IMG_2180

IMG_2163


At one of the pull-outs where we stopped to give the poor car's brakes time to cool off (seriously), I photographed some wildflowers that when you peer at them, look an awful lot like dwarf azaleas. That can't be what they are, can it? I'll have to see if I can look it up.

IMG_2167


Can we talk about the section near the top where for a while, the road turns into dirt? Whyyyyy?

IMG_2173


Clouds teasing the view:

IMG_2177


So really, getting to the top and then getting down again and all the way back over to Rt. 93 took up most of the rest of the day. One of the things I'd also wanted to do was go see some waterfalls, but by that time it was getting late and we were tired and didn't want to hike to anything. But there was one set of falls that were right by the road, so we did stop there for a few minutes, at Lower Falls off the Kancamaugus Highway.

IMG_2187


Lots of wonderful flat expanses of rock that just begged to be clambered over, which we did on the way to getting closer to the actual falls. At one point, there was a really neat vein of some distinct kind of rock that you could trace practically from one side of the river to the other. Here's where it dipped below the river:

IMG_2204


The falls themselves, with a person for scale at far right:

IMG_2197


And then, dinner, and the drive back, because it's really only 2 hours from Boston. Although, that was a WHOLE lot of driving for poor Diane, and while I'm sure we'll go back up there, we'll have to figure out a more equitable driving situation.

Conclusion: the White Mountains are really pretty. And I want to see more waterfalls.

Comments

( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
wadjet_theperv
Jun. 18th, 2012 05:24 pm (UTC)
As always your photos are amazing :) Happy belated birthday! Sounds like you had a lovely time. Kayaking is definitely on my bucket list and I think there's a place around here that does sea kayak training. One of my dreams is to kayak around the islands off Vancouver and see the wildlife a little more close up than I did last time. I'll have to lose a *lot* of weight and be more fit though lol
jenlev
Jun. 18th, 2012 09:47 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a great day, I hope your arms will be better very soon though. *Hugs*

And yay for your photos, psyched to see these, they're gorgeous. Oh my gods, that kestrel shot rocks. Looks like a lovely place to hang out and drive to. ::::squints at you because I should::::

Love the 4th and 11th from the bottom, very cool.

PS. Happy birthday again!

Edited at 2012-06-18 09:48 pm (UTC)
cofax7
Jun. 19th, 2012 02:20 am (UTC)
Oh, man, this whole post makes me so homesick and nostalgic!

My family had a cottage on Lake Winnepesaukee when I was growing up, and one of my brothers spent several summers at Squam Lake Science Center. I got to know that place like the back of my hand--the timber mill and the hitch of oxen they used, the black bear pens, the beaver who took a chunk out of my brother's backside. My sister still has scars on her hands from climbing the fishers' cage to free an owl that had gotten spooked and flew into the cage & got its jesses hooked in the wires. I loved that place, and every once in a while my brother could bring an animal home, like a fox cub, or once even a baby skunk! SO CUTE.

And we used to spend hours on the Kancamangus in the hot summer weather, splashing in the river. And hiking in the Whites. One of the sad things I got rid of when I left New England was my trust White Mountain Guide from the AMC, with all the fabulous maps and trail directions....

Thanks for the memories, and I'm glad you had a great safe time!
rednikki
Jun. 19th, 2012 05:02 am (UTC)
Pretty!
elishavah
Jun. 19th, 2012 10:46 pm (UTC)
You said nothing about birthday-ness! I should bring you cupcakes or something.
( 5 comments — Leave a comment )