A trip to the mountains - My Family Travels

“Buckle your seat belts and prepare for take-off,” belted the intercom on the airplane. My family and I were headed to Bow, New Hampshire, a small town nestled between Concord and Manchester. Even though my young cousins – ages five, five, and two – do not live way out in the country, it felt like it because everyone in their town is required to have at least half an acre, with many folks having much more than that.  Bow is both lovely and charming.
    On the misty morning of June the fourth we headed out to the White Mountains, which are located in the northern part of the state.  The White Mountains are part of the Appalachian Mountain chain. We briefly stopped by Meredith Harbor and walked out on the dock that over-looked the beautiful Lake Winnipesaukee, the biggest lake in the state. Hopping back into the car, we continued on our trip to the mountains. Stopping for a picnic lunch, we enjoyed the sur-rounding beauty of the Swift River that is located in the White Mountain National Forest.  The Swift River is just off the Kancamagus Highway. We were grateful to have a covered pavilion to eat in since it was raining.  My cousins were eager to go exploring in the nearby river. Holding onto their little hands, we descended down to the water. We were not quite yet to the mountains but we could already see them and all the mist slowly blowing off their tops.   
    Our anticipation for the mountains grew greater and greater the closer we got. A few more miles down the road and we were there – the breathtaking White Mountains. These mount-ains are no ordinary mountains; they are absolutely spectacular. Their grandeur seemed like a glimpse of heaven. Even my cousins – whose minds are captivated by electronic gadgets -agreed this was better than their toys. Meandering through the trails felt like we were playing a life-size game of chutes and ladders. The main trail we went on was perfect for families with young children. The trail is short in length and wide enough for strollers. We crossed bridges and steep flights of stairs throughout the course of our walk. This made for excitement along the trail, for we did not know what beauty would await us at the other end. Even from far away we could hear the roar of the waterfall. Then we saw it – the water above us cascading out of the stream and crashing loudly on the rocks below! Water gushed over, around, and through gigantic boulders right at hand!  In awe we lingered for a dozen minutes.
    Our journey was almost over, but there was still one last scenic spot remaining for our trip. This place was much different from the other two. Looking in all directions we found our-selves surrounded by gorgeous birch, bristlecone pine, and cypress. In the distance we could see mountains enveloped by fog. My siblings and I played with our little cousins in a small area near a covered pavilion. This was a wonderful place to take pictures. There are many other lovely spots in the White Mountains we could visit on a later trip. Since our cousins are so young we could not stay as long as we would have otherwise, but that was just fine. It is always nice to spend time with your family. It is even nicer when you can spend it in the lovely outdoors.


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