White Mountains, Orange Leaves, and Blue Oceans

We spent a marvelous week plus a day in the White Mountains of New Hampshire and on the coast of Maine.  Here are just a few of our adventures:

Slightly more green than the state we had
left the day before.

Changing colors at Gunstock.

Halfway up the trail and the colors really
started to brighten up

Not sure what this was, but it looked cool.

The old rock wall that criss-crossed the trail.

Overlooking Lake Winnipesaukee from the top of Gunstock
Mountain Resort.

A mile into our first trip over the Kancamagus Highway and we
were already blown away by the color.

Overlooking the White Mountains.

More overlooking.  More color.

Beware of the meese.  (We didn't see any.)

Did we mention the leaves were amazing?

Good to know.

Turns out 5000' make a difference.

Into the clouds near the summit of Mt. Washington.

Lots of rime.

Luckily, the wind that day was only around
25 mph.

A cool view of Wildcat Mountain on the descent.

Once we dropped below the clouds again, the view was incredible!

Many locals did a sort of "Pumpkin Drive" (as opposed to a
"Pumpkin Walk") with themed creations using pumpkins.

More lovely leaves at Cannon Mountain.

An entirely lovely hike was the first thing
on our list Monday morning.

More awesome colors.

And even more awesome colors and views.

Our cute little motel in Lincoln.

Nubble Lighthouse on a cold, rainy morning.

Another smaller lighthouse we decided to find.

We love us some ocean views.

The beach was covered with hundreds and hundreds of cairns.

Some lovely boats on the Maine coast.

Last bite of a rather lovely clam chowder and
Reuben lunch.

We considered a quick career change to snag
better parking, but decided it wasn't
worth the hassle.

Portland Headlight was amazing once the storm broke the next day.

Lovebirds on the beach.

Clouds.  Wonderful, marvelous clouds.

Kennebunkport was the next stop.

More lovebirds on the beach.

Tee Hee Hee.

On the way back to Manchester, we did a quick tour of Exeter, NH,
where some ancestors (the Leavitts) came from.  This was the Garrison
House, the oldest in the town that was built in the 1600s.

The Winter Street House of Jeremiah Leavitt, built around 1750.

The Winter Street Graveyard in Exeter, NH.  Apparently some relations
are buried here, but I don't know who.

After a few attempts, we finally found the cemetery where Joseph
Leavitt was buried.

The cemetery.

The directions said "look for a brown house by the cemetery".  Turns
out every family cemetery on that road had a brown house next to
it.  This ended up being the house we were looking for.

McIntyre was in a neighborhood so we figured it wasn't too big.
We were right.  Look closely and you'll see the top of the lifts.

The classic chair shot at McIntyre.