A few weekends ago, a group of friends and I took a trip up north to the White Mountains in New Hampshire. We just so happened to plan it on a frigid weekend with wind chill in the negative degrees. We layered up, packed some feet and toe warmers and headed out. Along the way we got great views of the mountains on the way up via i-93.
First stop on our trip was the Ice Castles in Lincoln. It's a seasonal exhibition of man-made ice formations, structured together to make mazes of caves. Although it was a little touristy, looking up to giant blue icicles were a magnificent sight!
After a couple hours exploring in the Ice Castles, we went to a nearby gourmet burger joint and warmed up with beer and burgers. The last stop on our agenda was driving down the infamous Kancamangus Highway.
We embarked on the west end of the highway and made stops at any lookout spots possible. The highway winds up through the mountains and the temps were well below zero with the high altitude and wind. Our journey became a routine of stopping, taking as many shots as our frozen fingers can handle, running back to the car, warming up, and driving to the next point.
My Fujifilm X-T1 and XF18mm/XF35mm lenses seemed to handle the cold and constant temperature changes like a champ. Although we were slipping around the ice and being blown around from the wind, we managed to get some good shots.
The sun was fading and the temps were dropping even further. We knew it was time to retire and head back home. Looking back at the trip today, I am thankful for base layers, hot coffee, and adventurous friends with heated car seats.