I mentioned in yesterday’s post that the first time I ever came to New Hampshire, I just kind of stumbled upon the mountain range that captivated me and made me obsessed with NH.
Yesterday while driving home from the beach I heard an ad on the radio for the Ice Castle in Lincoln NH. Lincoln is located in the Great White Mountains. I decided I’d spend the day in the mountains and go check it out.
The Ice Castle about an hour drive from Manchester, and is located at a dinner train station which is shut down during the winter. During the year the train runs a sight seeing track along the mountain side.
They had an ice tunnel you can ride a sled down!
Afterwards I went hiking at the nearby Franconia State Forest.
Every day I find myself unintentionally grinning from cheek to cheek in admiration of the beauty that surrounds me. You really learn to appreciate it after living in a bad place like Tulsa. I keep finding myself saying, “I can’t believe I get to live here.”