Consider this your official invitation to the Foliage Gala of 2017
Coming from Texas, it’s rare that we get to experience the annual falling of the leaves (or as I like to call it, the warming of the trees). So as the calendar months flipped to fall, we decided to see for ourselves. My dad promised us that fall in New Hampshire would be impressive…
And for once, he was right!
Just kidding, Dad, you’re always right. Especially when it comes to matters of foliage, which, by the way, is my new favorite word.
But being the foliage novices that we were (because we are now officially experts), Brice and I were surprised to learn that peak foliage only happens for about three weeks. In New Hampshire, it usually takes place between the last week in September and mid-November, although there are foliage trackers available if you really want to make sure you go at the best time.
But for those of you less inclined to plan your fall vacay to a tee, I have good news: I truly believe that experiencing fall in New Hampshire sits in that wonderfully relieving category of trips where you can’t really go wrong.
Whether you go for a hike or pop a squat in a park or just cruise around in your car for miles on end (we did all three), I can assure you will see leaves. I mean, they’re dropping like flies here, people.
For our weekend, we stayed in the cutest AirBNB in Loudon, which is about an hour away from the White Mountains. The neighborhood is quiet, gorgeous in the mornings, and it has great foliage.
See? Leaves everywhere.
And located about twenty minutes away from our stay was Mount Major, the perfect destination for an ambitious Day 1 of the weekend. Boasting the best view of Lake Winnipesaukee, we ventured onto the hiking trail.
While one of us may or may not have overestimated her athleticism…
While Brice hiked, I mostly crawled, falling more behind with every step.
Determined to make it to the top, however, we only stopped when presented with the opportunity to venture across rockier terrains…
Yeah, that’s just a huge rock we decided to climb for no reason.
I’ll add that this diversion took place well before we realized the magnitude of the five mile hike we had signed up for. Mount Major’s blue trail had us majorly struggling indeed.
But the view was worth it.
As was the foliage.
Luckily for me, we found a lazier way to make it atop our next summit.
Behold the Cannon Mountain Aerial Tramway. Located in beautiful Franconia (a must-see destination when in New Hampshire), the sights going up the tram and at the very top were nothing short of breathtaking.
We made it to the tippy top and found ourselves surrounded by fog so thick that we couldn’t even see two feet ahead of us. It made picture taking quite impossible, but trust us when we say that you’ll want to see this remarkably vast view for yourself. Unless you’re scared of heights.
Oh and did I mention that there’s foliage? Because there is.
Feeling quite inspired from our mountain excursions, we popped into The Flume Gorge in Franconia Notch.
Which ended up being another one of my favorites.
Nothing short of a nature lover’s wonderland, the flume invited us to explore in awe.
I mean honestly, how can one place be so pretty?
And have so much dang foliage?
I sighed and simply added the question to my ongoing list of asks to Mother Nature. She did good on this one, you guys.
So to summit up, we really loved New Hampshire. I wish this picture was a moving gif of us waving goodbye at you as you exit this page, but for now let’s just pretend that’s the case. Thanks for coming! See you soon! Byeeeeeee!