Sunday is Mother’s Day. The official day of the year to let that special person in our lives know how much we appreciate everything that they have done and continue to do for us.
Local bike clubs are active in preparing trails, lining up group rides and looking ahead to events. Between socially distanced meetings and many missives, they’ve been updating members and the valley cycling community from mundane but important infrastructure matters like elections to more e…
Happy May Day! After a long winter and crazy COVID year, May is finally here, with its promise of warmer weather and better biking conditions.
Anglers, by nature, are a secretive lot. Finding a body of water that contains an angler’s favorite fish is held close to the angler’s vest. If an angler shares his fishing spot with you, you are viewed as a trustworthy friend.
Life has unexpected surprises and delights. Nursing a knee injury and temporarily using a walker to keep the weight off my knee brace has indirectly allowed me to discover some wonderful places to write about to appreciate the wonders of spring.
Imagine how many people are hiking all over New Hampshire on any given day. This is a wonderful and miraculous state. Hiking guidebooks are constantly being improved as well, as new editions come out.
With the opening of designated trout ponds, trout fishing the valley begins in earnest. Flies that were tied over the winter are put in fly boxes and fly tying desks look the cleanest that they will look all year.
Eleven mountain bikers gathered at Hemlock Lane last Monday to do a ride on the Eastside. The Old Spokes had plans to do Cheater and Swamp Trails, then continue on Sidehill or Knot and come back Sticks and Stones and Pillar to Pond.
Spring is the time to look forward to warmer weather, even though there was snow in the forecast on Friday. It’s a time to anticipate the greening grass and blooming flowers. For many of us, kids and adults alike, it’s time to get bicycles out and ride.
The grill and dishes cleaned and put away, the Old Timer and Troutman headed to the front porch of the cabin to watch the sunset. Tomorrow was opening day for designated trout ponds and the two had plans to be on the water one hour before sunrise.
It seemed like an easy request from my son. Could I get a new bike helmet for my granddaughter for her fifth birthday? He said, “Preferably pink, to go with her new bike.”