Autumn is a beautiful time to day hike and backpack in New England and with the official end of summer last week, I took a few hours to sift through my photo library and pull out photos of my favorite falls trips in Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, New York, and Massachusetts.
Looking at these photos really helps jog my memory of those walks: when the light of the day seems to emanate from the trees and ground rather than the sky; when the morning air is as cool and crisp as a freshly picked apple, the evenings are cool and suddenly dark, and the taste of hot ramen noodles warms me to my core. Autumn in New England.
Afterward: This post is dedicated to my father who passed away earlier this year. Today would have been his 91st birthday. I will be thinking about him today while I’m hiking. Autumn was his favorite season.