This one did not disappoint. It was surprisingly chilly as I traveled through 80 degree and was only in shorts, a t-shirt and bare feet.
I wanted to park in the same place where we parked in November and when I arrived there were already a few cars there. The top lot cut off about .5 miles. The trailhead is not so clearly marked on the map I had and I had no memory of where we entered but I remembered a trail sign and kiosk with a map.. As I am aimlessly walking around the Cog Railway lot I am approached by a man driving a Gator who informs me that I need to pay to park. I learned that the lower lot was White Mountain Forest and I could use my parking sticker but up here I was on Cog land and they wanted their $10.
So in true Fooseberry fashion I found the one thing I had forgotten to bring ( there is always 1 thing but it changes every trip). I got back in my car and drove all the way down Base Rd to an ATM for cash. Sure I could have parked in the lower lot but I needed cash for the Hut. They sell the most delicious soup and baked good but you must have cash!!
Holy Falls! This phot is only 1 but there were 2 and they came down into the coolest pool and then proceeded past me. I climbed all over the place trying to get it all into 1 photo but it was too large and the view point too close.
God, I've probably hiked 40 mountains.
See I was going to delete this photo that a fellow hiker offered to take of me. "Climb up on that flat rock so we can get the Lakes and Mount Washington in the picture." Self critical of my speed, shape, ability. Instead of the fact that I am on my 28th 4000 foot mountain and I will be on many more. I am forgetting why I do this and it isn't to be the fastest but to stand in awe of the beauty.