The original plan was to hike all 48 New Hampshire 4,000-footers in one summer. Obviously, I didn’t come close to that goal, for many reasons. I’ll spare you the details, other than to say rain, work, travel, injury, blah blah blah. It’s a story for another time.
I spent the last couple weeks moping about the house in a blue funk before realizing I was being stupid. If I’m behind schedule when I’m climbing a mountain, I don’t quit — I keep moving. So there’s no reason to stop trying to bag all of the 4,000 footers as quickly as possible. Besides, I was making myself miserable at home — at one point, I swear I could actually smell the White Mountains even though they were about 150 miles away.
The good news is the vast majority of the folks who have pledged to support Kestrel Education Adventures through my hikes have agreed to stay on board. That means we can still bring a good amount of support for a great organization, even if it will take a little longer to arrive. It will also mean climbing through the fall and into the winter at least, which will bring a whole new set of challenges.
It may take me a while to get there, but I won’t quit.
So this weekend the boy and I will be back in the Whites, summit to be determined.