My intention has been to get up early and catch a sunrise on a run but I can't seem to do that. I don't have to get up early and when I wake up I want to take my time. It is vacation after all.
I had a good run on Monday. It was colder but once again bearable. I thought I might run farther but it took awhile and I had a friend waiting so I cut it short. But I got almost 7 in. I went south instead of north with a destination in mind......the bridge below.
I had been here before one spring and thought I'd like to run here again. I went a tiny ways on the trail
before I turned back. There was a huge number of ducks around and I hoped another bird (like a snowy owl) might join them but no luck there. But it was very peaceful and I hated to head back.
I stopped on the beach for a short run. The sky all day today was as clear as I have ever seen it. The views were magnificent.
I made a stop at New Castle, NH, a magical place in my opinion. There's a cute little school there. Maybe they need a teacher?
Today I did get up early and wow! I gasped when I opened the door it was so beautiful.
I stopped to take a couple of pictures but I wanted to get to the lighthouse to watch the sun come up so I hurried. It was still somewhat dark but there was a group of 3 runners near me. The lighthouse was as stunning as I thought it was going to be. I hung out for awhile but it was too cold to just stand. I could see the sun peeking behind the lighthouse and reflecting off things way back on the shore but I couldn't quite see it. When I got back down to the beach, the sun had completely disappeared and the sky was very cloudy. Here are a few pics to share the beauty I saw.
I have to say I agree with the "sentiment" below.
But a storm was coming and it was time to go home. Now my husband says I should have stayed one more day. I would have. I would have. But I left and the ride home was not great. I hit snow and I had a mountain to go over. I got off the interstate - bad move - and it was terrible. Continuing on the interstate would have meant a lot longer ride but...... I was behind the plow truck for many miles until he turned around. I decided not to go the usual way - my husband says I would have been fine - what's with all this late advice - and went over a mountain with several and I mean several tractor trailer trucks. This mountain is more gradual than my usual one but it was no picnic. I heard on the news other roads were closed because trucks couldn't make it and were blocking the road. But many white knuckle moments later I was up and down the mountain. But then I got stopped for more than 30 minutes because of an accident. When I did move forward it looked very scary. There was a car and a tractor trailer - upside down. It was hard to tell if there were any more vehicles. Very frightening. It's good to be home safe!