Tag: white-mountains
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The Lemon Bar
Fireworks crackled somewhere near us. It was close to the 4th of July. It’s my least favorite holiday, with all the noise and chaos it brings. “Some idiot’s going to blow a finger off” I thought. “They might say it’s the land of the free and home of the brave, but there’s no mention of…
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The 48
It was March or early April. I’d done a little hiking, but nothing of any elevation. When I reached the top of Starr King, I was sold.
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An Unmapped Route: A Hiker's Blog 