Conway, NH

How relieved we were this morning to see that it stopped raining. For the last two days, as we were passing through New Hampshire, it was raining almost continuously. Yesterday, the rain didn't stop from morning till dusk. We rode from Orford to West Woodstock soaked to the bone, making very few stops to avoid getting colder than we already were. We climbed Mt. Moosilauke in the evening and, after completing just over 50 miles for the day, decided we were too wet, cold and tired to continue. We set up camp outside of West Woodstock, a cozy ski town, that's bustling with tourists even in the summer. There were rivers of rain water flowing right next to our tents, all our stuff, even our sleeping bags got wet instantly. Rain kept falling on us through the night and just ceased in the early hours of the morning.

We climbed Mt. Kancamagus today, our tallest peak yet. It was a long but very gradual climb and didn't cause too much trouble for any of us. Predictably, the weather changed completely as were rolling onto the other side of the mountain. We're actually getting some sunshine now and snatching this rare opportunity to dry out our camping gear.

We're going to travel as far as Bridgton, NH tonight. All campgrounds are fully booked since it is the weekend of July4. So we're just going to go and try to find a spot somewhere along the way. We're entering Maine tonight. New Hampshire struck as a very beautiful, green state. The scenery is so nice every minute of the way that you kind of forget what it's like to be living in a city. We hear that Maine is just as promising, if not better, than the places we've already visited here in New England.