Since I could clearly see the altimeter in our small plane – 2 pilots, 3 passengers – I was happy when it rose above 5,000 feet as we neared Whiteface and the High Peaks.
The weather has been fabulous. Warm during the day and 40’s at night. It was so cool the other night, Shirley the cat was sitting in front of the fireplace longingly.
We’ve been sailing, entertaining and I have been sewing and knitting and working. Today I got to enjoy lunch with the ladies – in the mountains. Tim was hiking a few High Peaks on his own. See him on the far hill in the distance?
We had a chance to caretake in our backyard, almost. We spent last weekend as volunteer hosts at Johns Brook Lodge, three and a half miles into the woods. We had a huge tent on a platform, near trees carved with bear scratches. Someone said they scratch trees to mark their maximum height to gauge their prey? or to see who is the biggest bear around? I wanted to get a ladder and make my own marks way up high.
I now have 3 and 2/3 “46’s” under my belt. 46 mountains in the High Peaks region thought, when they were originally selected, to be over 4000 feet high. To make up that 1/3, when I thought the view was just fine from below the summit, I’ll have to hike the whole hill again. So only 43 left to go! The weather was mostly fine, the water, crisp and clear and the food at Johns Brook Lodge, abundant and delicious.
Back at the ranch, I ate half our apple crop!