Mt. Moosilauke

My time in New Hampshire begins. At 4800 feet high, this beauty is enough to enjoy even on the soggy days. I enjoyed a soggy and spooky Halloween hike last Friday. I decided against a summit as I realized close to the top my sweetie would enjoy this hike too. Queerly speaking, each hiker I encountered seemed confused by my gender. Theologically speaking, all saints walked along my side and I feel these are my first steps to the AT class of 2026. That will be a journey of faith for me.

Heading up Mt. Moosilauke.