Post by Ella.
In the 1800s, bridges were often built with roof structures to prevent the trusses from being pelted with snow and ice which would eventually cause irreparable damage. When we saw the sign “Covered Bridge 3 miles” with an arrow pointing to the right while en route to Randolph yesterday, we took a quick turn onto a backroad and shortly we were at the Sunday River covered bridge.
If you zoom in on the photo above, you might be able to make out two women relaxing in camp chairs. They said they’d been there an hour. But it was a pretty view (below)
Looking over your post for the last week or so, you seem to have many fine walks/hikes. Grubb needs to write a thank you note to his hip replacement surgeon… and maybe include a bottle of single malt.
Today’s hike in New Hampshire’s White Mountains tested Dr, Tripuraneni’s handiwork. After averaging more than 40 minutes a mile, our watches gave up calculating how slowly we were slogging uphill.
And by “uphill”, he means about 1,000 ft elevation gain over the span of a mile on the way up, not to mention the running brook we had to rock hop across before it really got steep.
That is really steep, a 20% grade. That is roughly twice as steep as the La Luz trail.