Old Man in the Mountain

Reilly and Kate know what or I should say who Old Man in the Mountain is or should I say “was”. But they know him as the rocks on the NH quarter, the image on our license plate, an icon in so many of the things we do around the Granite State. Anyway we decided to “wing it”, pack up the tents and the dogs and try to find a spot to camp for the night in the White Mountains. (side note: little did I know how much we were winging it, but that’s another story) Reilly realized we were close to Franconia Notch and said “can we go see the rocks of the Old Man in the Mountain?”

Shea blurted out, “the Old Man in the Mountain, is he a nice guy? Does he wear a hat? Can we go see him?”


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