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#2 Welch-Dickey: Out of my league (Excerpt)

(Edit note: Today we continue with Part 2 of our recap of our first two adventures. We now have vignettes and information about all 52 With a View mountains on our site. To find information on any mountain click the 52 With a View tab above for a complete list.)


Tough Cookie uses hiking poles for the first time as she navigates open ledges. Note her school bag.

I’m startled at how many mushrooms and other fungi exist on a trail. Janelle and Aaron find all of it, every last stem and sprout.

And colored leaves.

And bugs.

And look at that weirdly shaped tree!

And what creature lives in this hole?

The boy is able to identify more flora than I am. I can’t answer their questions about simple tree identification. I’m in trouble here.

I’ve hiked to Everest Base Camp, and walked across England. I’ve climbed all 48 of New Hampshire’s 4,000-footers in 20 days. But this is different. I’m getting beaten up badly when it comes to micro-hiking. I make a mental note to begin looking this stuff up when we get back.

I consider simply calling off the hike and letting the kids run into the woods ten feet from the trailhead, and sitting down on a rock and waiting until they are done. It would be the most deeply explored 100 square feet of forest in all the White Mountains. After three hours, they would be able to write their college thesis on that patch of land.

So this is how it’s going to be?

Dickey-Welch: (11/20/11)

Height: 2,734 feet

Location: Near Waterville Valley. I-93 to Exit 28 to Route 49 to Upper Mad River Road west (for 0.7 miles) to Orris Road north (for 0.6 miles).

Our trailhead: The Welch Dickey Loop Trail, up and back.

Distance: 4.4 miles round trip.

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#1 Kearsarge: A beginning (excerpt)

(Edit note: This week, I thought we’d fill in some narrative holes. It occurred to me that we have no record here of our first two hikes. So, today, we’ll present a vignette from our first 52’er, Mt. Kearsarge. On Thursday, we’ll complete the list with a story from Welch-Dickey. Hope you enjoy going back in time this week.)

That's one tired Tough Cookie at trail's end after reaching her first 52'er.

That’s one tired Tough Cookie at trail’s end after reaching her first 52’er.

On a cold but cloudless November day, Janelle and I take our first steps toward Mt. Kearsarge and toward a journey that will ultimately change both our lives, though we don’t know this yet.

I walk up the road with this child, pointing out late-season chipmunks, trying to gauge how easily, or not, she gets cold. I have no clue how this is done. I have no clue who Janelle is.

She is eager, and strong. That much I know from the few small hikes we’ve taken prior to this big one. And she does not complain easily.

I’ve never hiked a serious mountain with a child before. Alone. So, I’ve loaded my backpack with so much emergency gear, it feels like we could be out in the woods for weeks.

There’s a road walk to the trailhead first, only about a mile, but she begins asking me when we’ll get there about half way up. I wonder if this is going to work.  I’ve heard horror stories from other parent hikers about the difficulties of getting their kids on the trails, away from the electronics, willingly into the wilderness.

“Is this the trail?” she wants to know. “Are we hiking?”

I wonder which way this is going to go.

Kearsarge: (11/5/11)

Height: 2,930 feet

Location: Wilmot. I-93 to I-89 to exit 10 to Kearsarge Valley Road to Kearsarge Mountain Road.

Our trailhead: The Winslow Trail, up and back. (Warning: Assume Kearsarge Mountain Road will be closed sometime by mid-October, in which case add a 2-mile round trip road walk to your journey.)

Distance: 4.2 miles round trip, including the road walk.

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#52 Starr-King: Excerpt

The sun sets on our journey, from atop Starr-King. Photo courtesy Tish Herr.

The sun sets on our journey, from atop Starr-King. Photo courtesy Trish Herr.

mn015946We stand alone, just below the summit of Starr-King with only 100 feet left to conclude our quest. Wet snow drips like rain from the branches above us. Steam rises from our clothes.

“What are they doing?” Janelle asks.

Alex and Sage have joined us on this final hike. The two left for the summit a few moments ago, along with their mom, Trish, and our friend Steve.

“They’re putting together a special summit welcome for you.”


There’s too much to say to her. After more than a year, after all this quest has cost us, after all we’ve grown and changed, to be steps away is nearly too much to bear. She is bursting with energy; jittery, unable to stand still.

I only have a few seconds, but I simply cannot form the right words.

So, I get down on my knees in the snow, and turn her toward me. She’s smiling, icy snow dripping off her eyelashes, cheeks beet red. I pull my hiking partner to me and hug her. With gloves and over full packs, the hug feels clumsy. Snow sitting atop our shoulders and hats runs down our backs, but I hold on for a little too long and thankfully she lets me.

I straighten up and take a deep breath. “This is it.”


“How do you feel?”


I pause and she looks at me, waiting to be released. “Ok, go get it…”

Tough Cookie turns back to the trail, and forges ahead, confident, strong and sure; my powerful spider monkey moves away from me and up into the sun.

Mt. Starr-King (11/11/12)

Height: 3,907 feet

Location: Jefferson. I-93 north to Exit 35 to Route 3 north to Route 115north to Route 115A to Route 2 through Jefferson, trailhead at end of Starr King Road on left.

Our trailhead: Starr King Tail up and back, including Waumbek. (Warning: During winter, you may have to park in lot a few hundred feet west of dirt road.)

Distance: 7.2 miles.

At the summit of Tough Cookie's first 4,000 footer, Mt. Waumbek.

At the summit of Tough Cookie’s first 4,000 footer, Mt. Waumbek.

Well, it’s been quite a ride, and the good news is that the adventure is just beginning!

Join us on Thursday for an update. Where are we? Where are we heading? And what’s next for Buffalo and Tough Cookie.

We’ll also have a report on Janelle attaining her first 4,000 footer, Mt. Waumbek.

Until then, on behalf of Janelle and myself, thank you all for being part of this quest. We can’t wait to turn the page and get going on the next chapter! We hope you’ll all join us!

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#50 & 51 Square Ledge and Hibbard: Excerpt

End of the road after a long, cold final hike together.

End of the road after a long, cold final hike together.

Our penultimate hike is taxing.

Try as we might, neither of us can shake the doldrums. We’re nearly finished. Even as we hike, arrangements are being made to celebrate the conclusion of our quest tomorrow. The weather is nasty, the snow is wet and a nine plus mile hike with limited views through the Sandwich Wilderness is leaving us ragged and surly.

But, this is it. I had selfishly turned down offers from hiker friends interested in making this traverse with us. I wanted Janelle to myself. Tomorrow would be a victory lap, filled with family and friends. Today, I wanted to share this one final hike with Janelle as we began, the two of us moving through the wilderness, learning, exploring, bonding.

But we are tired, and mostly just want to get it done.

Then, as darkness falls and the ache in our legs grows, something happens. The darkness forces us to slow down, to go inward as we search for blazes and work to stay on trail.

“I smell campfire,” Janelle says.

“Woodstove,” I say. “We must be getting close to the trailhead.”

“Oh,” she says. Do I detect a hint of melancholy?

Working our way over the ridge toward Mt. Hibbard.

Working our way over the ridge toward Mt. Hibbard.

Finally, 10 hours after we begin, we are at the car, bedraggled, hungry and cold. The Ferncroft parking area and trailhead sits right at the head of a vast farm field, the nearest house hundreds of yards away behind a grove of trees. There is no light and the sky is winter clear.

We pull the thermos of uneaten soup out of my pack, bundle up and sit on the back bumper to eat.

“Turn off your headlamp for a second,” I say.

There at the end of our personal journey, sipping soup, her legs dangling off the ground, in below freezing weather, the girl looks up at the sky for a long time. The stars this night are clear and brilliant, the Milky Way is a bright streak of white, like an artist dragged a paint brush across the sky. There is nothing and everything at once. It is like her and I are alone at the foot of the universe.

I fight the urge to speak, to tell her about the stars, to congratulate her on this accomplishment, to let her know how terribly proud I am of her. I have so much to say to her.

“I’ve never seen so many stars,” she says instead, saving me from ruining the moment. “Can we stay here a little longer?”

“As long as you like.”

She nods, and sips soup and stares up at the heavens, and we stay there in the cold just a little bit longer.

Square Ledge and Hibbard (11/10/12)

Heights: 2,620 and 2,940 feet

Location: Sandwich Wilderness through hike. I-93 north to Exit 32 to Route 112 (The Kanc) east to Oliverian Brook Trailhead on right.

Our trailhead: Oliverian Brook Trail to Square Ledge Branch Trail to Square Ledge Trail to Passaconaway Cutoff to Walden Trail to Wonalancet Range Trail to Ferncroft.

Distance: 9.6 miles.

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#49 Shelburne Moriah: Excerpt

A winter wonderland high atop Shelburne Moriah.

A winter wonderland high atop Shelburne Moriah.

The mountain gods are merciful today, a gift perhaps for all our hard work the weeks before.

If there is a single moment to take away from this whole journey, it is this one. We are alone, sailing along the Shelburne Moriah ridge, two travellers moving through the spectacular landscape; our breath strong, legs sure. Our stabilicers clack comfortably on the frozen granite. The wind is slight, the sky deep blue.

The girl moves ahead of me, as always, a small pink and red form. She rarely needs help with directions now. The early first hikes where she’d agonize over blazes or get frustrated at trail markers are long behind her. She sees like a hiker now. I watch her shift her poles this way or that, pausing nearly imperceptibly occasionally to seek out the next yellow slash or twist in the trail.

Above treeline, the blazes or cairns are what guide us as we wind our way toward the summit of Shelburne. The day has already been long and we both know we won’t make it back to our car before dark, but it doesn’t matter today.

We climb up a small hump and come to a vast clearing and Janelle does stop there. “Is that the summit?” she asks, pointing ahead to an outcropping maybe a quarter-mile away.

“I think so,” I say. “I’ve never been here so I don’t know if that’s a false summit or not. But it seems right.”

She shrugs. It makes no difference to her, or me, here, in this place above the clouds. She spins fully around, taking in the deep views and the soft white snow coating the pines. To our immediate west, Moriah and the Carters roll pleasantly in the shadow of the northern Presidentials.

“That’s Mount Washington,” I say and point with my walking stick to the Northeast’s highest point. The air is so clear, we can see the tips of the observatory and summit buildings glimmering like diamonds. Janelle studies Mt. Washington for a while, tilting her head as though she’s about to say something. But she keeps it inside. I wonder how long I have before we’ll be headed there. Next summer maybe?

The miles pile up, and we are fully burdened with winter gear and food. But it is also a day without worry, a day when we have come together fully, in a place that has cauterised our love of hiking and of being with each other.

We hope you enjoy the slideshow we put together to highlight this particular, wonderful hike! Join us next week for the final two vignettes of our amazing journey!

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Shelburne Moriah (11/6/12)

Height: 3,735 feet

Location: Gorham. I-93 north to Exit 35 to Route 3 north to Route 115 to Route 2, through Gorham to trailhead on right.

Our trailhead: Rattle River Trail to Kenduskeag Trail to summit, out and back.

Distance: 11.2 miles.

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