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Durham-Laconia

I never quite understood why everyone made such a big deal about Fall colors or seasons in general! Where I come from, it was always Peak Summer, Less Summer, Summer. These were the only seasons I knew of. But as my life turned new leaves with baby & college, the trees around were busy shedding theirs. The first few leaves on the sidewalks made me realize the reddish-brown & yellow weren't such a bad color at all. Then started my enthusiasm to see what I always assumed were photoshopped pics of Fall colors. Our attempts to wake up early in the morning to drive down to New Hampshire or Maine were countless. We finally made it this weekend with a couple of friends. Its a 2 hour drive up north from Boston. We basically were a bit late on the Fall schedule and so had to really pray hard that we'd find some of that color! The drive to NH was quite smooth in the Lexus 350. The one thing that worked in our favor the first half of the day was definitely the weather. It was mostly cloudy and the highways gave us a splendid panoramic view of the foliage up ahead. The key in catching these colors even if you are cutting it too close to the end of seeing the Fall colors is to drive in to the by lanes and the inner  town roads so you can take the time and pull over to capture the colors which you definitely can't do on highways.

The good thing about US is that you more often than not find pockets of reservation area or untouched forest like area between every city/town. We started with a quick trip around the husband's college campus. He was quite obviously thrilled to show us the buildings he remotely had anything to do with during his college days including a place for ice creams by the train station. As his thoughts were soaked in nostalgia, all I could think of was 'How the hell do you get yourself to study in a place that looks like this?'

The campus looked like a Yash Chopra set minus the corny songs. We went into inner town roads closer to lake Winnipesaukee. Here's what we found:























I just wanted to spread the picnic mat and slip into a series of dreams under the red & yellow canopy and with sun rays peering through them. I've done that before and am fully aware of the pleasure it provides! There was absolutely nothing around but the trees and a quiet winding road. Our plan was to head to Frumes Gorge next but by the time we stopped for lunch and were ready for the Gorge, it was closing time. We did however get a good drive by the Lake Winnipesaukee and stopped by a few scenic spots which seemed more like bug spots in spite of a good view of the gorgeous lake!




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