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There was a fluke snow storm at the end of October 2005. So I went skiing at Wildcat Oct. 29. The photo is taken looking at Mt. Washington. It was a great day.


This is the woods near my house. I am cross country skiing.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

      by Robert Frost





More great NH woods.



This a photo from the top of Cannon Mt. ski area in Franconia Notch. Note that Robert Frost lived in Franonia, NH. I believe he wrote one of my favorite poems "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" ("Whose woods these are I think I know") while in Franconia.



Mt. Washington. Has the record for the highest wind speed in the world 231 MPH.



Skiing down the slopes. My idea of real fun.

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