Back from New Hampshire, where I spent two nights camping near Mount Washington.
I remember from this short passage in the U.S. that if you do not know in advance where you go, damn it ill-advised and you find yourself slightly turn around and wasting time. Especially if your campground is a field "self service" without care. But the ground was nice, despite the fact that the car was not side-side (not like about thirty). It was just a little bothersome to have to put the cooler in the car after use, since we were still in the country of ferocious Grizzlies and other bears.
The first evening, wood I bought at the store closest to the campground, it was very very very very wet, but there was no air. But even if the wood looks dry, it does not mean it is. And if it is not, even though they have air, it burns not really. In short, unable to start a fire that has held, even after burning the equivalent of 20 newspapers, 6 rolls of paper towels and a pair of underwear. But the next day I returned, I bought logs at the general store a bit further, and kindling. I made a fire so large that the Indians came to us because they felt they had a signal.
On the road we saw a fox and a deer. During the hike, we saw three American toads, slugs 2 oranges and a moose female (j'pense). Oh, and some humans too. And hiking, having Gossé too for my taste to have a card with information about trails of hiking, we are part of the other side of Mount Washington (we camped on the west side) and we made the trek Tuckerman Ravine / Lions Head. Lack of time (because we started late after turning in circles) and taken by rain mid-way through the hike, we are not mounted to the top, but it was still entitled to some wonderful views, and it's still quite a hike. Suppose that there are bits where it is rather dangerous and should not be too vertigo.
I have some photos, but most they've taken with the camera of Catherine, then, here are just the fox in question.
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