Written by Magrico on 04 Feb, 2010
"Mountains, forest, peace; old friends, a welcoming inn with familiar ways." Nathaniel GoodrichA half century ago, Nathaniel Goodrich extolled the virtues of Waterville Valley, a historic New Hampshire town surrounded by 700,000 acres of national forest. "Superficially it changes, as all things must," Goodrich wrote.…Read More
"Mountains, forest, peace; old friends, a welcoming inn with familiar ways." Nathaniel GoodrichA half century ago, Nathaniel Goodrich extolled the virtues of Waterville Valley, a historic New Hampshire town surrounded by 700,000 acres of national forest. "Superficially it changes, as all things must," Goodrich wrote. "But basically it remains the same."Today, Waterville Valley Resort is a fully-featured resort area with world-class skiing, golf, nationally-ranked tennis courts, a skateboard park, year-round ice arena, hiking, biking, water sports, boating, and cultural activities that range from bluegrass festivals to Shakespeare under the stars. What it doesn't have are fast-food places, stoplights and big box stores. Waterville Valley is a unique combination of resort area, historic town, and nature-lover's paradise, with an emphasis on family and community that brings people back year after year. In the 1800s, visitors came to the valley by stagecoach to escape the heat of the city and enjoy an abundance of natural beauty. These days, visitors arrive by car, wending their way along the picturesque Mad River, which surges over boulder-strewn rapids on its way to a pristine resort of 500 acres surrounded by the White Mountain National Forest. It’s a breath-taking experience--or perhaps "breath-releasing." Time and again, visitors describe turning off the highway and heading to the valley as a letting go of the outside world and a deep-seated sense of heading home. Arriving Waterville Valley, many visitors park their cars and forget them; the Town Square is a pedestrian-only zone, and most activities are within walking distance or a short ride on the free open-air trolley that serves the valley. And activities there are, in abundance: year-round sports of every imaginable variety, for everyone from absolute beginners to experts; arts and education programs for children and adults; outdoor theater, gardening, and clubs. In Waterville Valley, the words "I'm bored" are rarely, if ever, heard. "There is something about this place that has drawn people to return year after year, and their children also, their grandchildren, and now even their great-great-grandchildren," wrote Nathaniel Goodrich in 1952. "In a world of change and upheaval, in times when so many shift from place to place till they have no roots anywhere, Waterville has come to seem one place that is home to them, is changeless. It comes down to this: Waterville is continuance."Take a Hike…or a BikeHikers have been exploring Waterville Valley since the 1800s, when a group of guests at Greeley's Hotel formed the Waterville Athletic and Improvement Association. The club's mission was to care for the valley's many trails, but they also put on shows, skits and other activities for the amusement of summer visitors. The association is still in existence today and continues to oversee Waterville Valleys 100 miles of trails, which range from easy walking paths to sweat-drenching ascents. Want a short jaunt to work off the fettuccine alfredo you just had at one of the Waterville Valley's restaurants? Take a stroll around Corcoran’s Pond at the center of town and enjoy the view of the surrounding mountains. Feeling a bit more adventurous? Wander through the woods and wildflowers on the valley floor, or hike past the scenic waterfalls of Cascade Brook. Ready to work up a sweat? Head up the 4,315-ft. summit of Mount Osceola for stunning views of the entire valley. If you're really daring, you can take on the three peaks of Mount Tripyramid, the highest points in the valley. There are trails for the brave, the bold, and the beginners at Waterville Valley.If you prefer wheels to hiking boots, bring your mountain bike to Waterville Valley, or rent one there. Once again, you can take it as easy or as hard as you like. Whether its a leisurely ride around town or a dirt-kicking expedition through the woods, you'll find plenty of trails to suit your mood--over 30 miles of them! You can even take a chair lift to the top of Snow's Mountain and ride your bike down through the National Forest. Everything from meandering dirt fire-roads to gnarly single-track is available. With over 30 miles of marked, well-maintained trails, Waterville Valley is a Mecca for mountain bike enthusiasts. Didn’t bring your bike? No problem--the Adventure Center, located in the Town Square, provides well-maintained rental bikes for all levels of riders, and instructors to help you get started, make sure your bike is comfortable, and suggest trails to explore. If you've never biked before, it's a great, non-threatening way to begin. Think Links When they weren't hiking, Waterville Valley's early guests were playing games, and golf was an early favorite. Summer visitors built the first, impromptu course in front of the Eliot's Hotel back in 1898. That evolved into the Waterville Valley Golf Club, where beginners, duffers, and scratch golfers have been playing for over a century. It's a family-friendly course surrounded by glorious 360-degree views of Mounts Tecumseh, Osceola and Sandwich. The spirit of Waterville permeates the course, in contrast to more high-pressure clubs. "It's more relaxed, not intimidating," says Jim Wefers, manager of the Golden Eagle Lodge. On a summer day, you're likely to see as many families with children playing as adult foursomes. And on summer evenings, adult visitors are invited to join locals in the popular Twilight League. "Anyone can play," says Bill Cantlin. "You just show up and we put names in a hat and pick foursomes." Afterwards, players head to the clubhouse for $1 beers. It's a welcome retreat for vacationers who want to escape from the family for a little while. "Those are some of the happiest guys I've seen," says Cantlin.By the way, don't mistake "friendly" for "unchallenging." The club recently completed a half-million dollar renovation designed to maintain the charm of the original course while adding new holes to challenge more experience players. "We wanted to create a course that would provide a good golfing experience for all levels of players," says Cantlin.The club recently added a new clubhouse, designed by award-winning architects Samyn-D’Elia from Ashland, New Hampshire. The clubhouse features a spacious screened porch offering spectacular views of Mount Osceola, Mount Tecumseh, and the 9th hole. In line with Waterville Valley’s love and respect for nature, the columns at the entrance of the pro shop are timbers harvested from nearby slopes, hand-peeled and finished, resting on rocks taken from an old stone wall. The shop's 24- by 24-foot screened porch provides magnificent views of Mounts Tecumseh and Osceola, as well as the new 9th hole, whose green is nestled inside the new pond. These days, visitors to the Waterville Valley course play 16,000 rounds of golf a year. On a typical summer day, you'll find as many families with children playing the Waterville Valley course as adults. How do Waterville’s old-timers feel about the improvements? Ask Howard Grimes, 86, who has played the Waterville Valley course since 1950. "I think it’s just outstanding," says Grimes. "I think the course right now is better than it has ever been." Summertime, Summertime Waterville Valley in the summer is a paradise for outdoor enthusiasts, with activities for every age and interest. A favorite activity since the valley’s earliest days is tennis. Back in 1884, the valley had only one court. Today there are 18 courts, and they are among the best in the country. Tennis Magazine ranks the Waterville Valley Tennis Center as one of the top 50 tennis resorts in America, and Tennis Resorts Online rated it the #2 spot in America for its glorious setting amidst the White Mountains. Players as widely-known as two-time Grand Slam champion Rod Laver have enjoyed the red clay courts, along with beginners.Nearby is the Adventure Center—headquarters for snowshoeing and Nordic skiing in the winter—and the summertime home of Waterville Valley Super Park, a skateboard and inline skate park featuring a 10-foot-high half-pipe, vert ramp, street court, pyramids, grind rails, and more. Young skaters can also attend the Waterville Valley Skate Camp, which provides day and overnight campers with a safe environment for improving their skateboard skills, having fun, and making new friends. When it's too hot for outdoor skating, visitors head over to the Waterville Valley Ice Arena, a great place to cool off on a summer day. Open year-round, the newly-renovated arena provides open skating, rentals and lessons for all ages. Youngsters and adults who dream of Olympic glory can also sign up for figure skating and hockey lessons, along with youth hockey league tournaments. The arena is also home ice for the Plymouth State College hockey team, so locals and visitors can be found there throughout the season cheering for the PSC Panthers.Across the street is the White Mountain Athletic Club, where visitors can take a swim in the indoor and outdoor pools, work out in the cardio room, lift some weights, or run a few laps on the indoor track. For after-workout relaxation there’s the hot tub, sauna, and steam room, or a meal at the Coyote Grill restaurant upstairs. Close
Written by zabelle on 01 Mar, 2009
One the second weekend of December in the Mount Washington Valley there is a Cookie Tour taking place. For the last 13 years on this weekend, 15 Inns open their doors and their kitchens and serve up cookies to the several hundred guests…Read More
One the second weekend of December in the Mount Washington Valley there is a Cookie Tour taking place. For the last 13 years on this weekend, 15 Inns open their doors and their kitchens and serve up cookies to the several hundred guests who walk through. This is one of the sweetest weekends you can imagine. All of the 15 inns offer special packages so that you can stay at one of them and enjoy being right in the middle of things. Al and I stayed at the Riverbend Inn which I have to say is a great choice since not only is it lovely but it is located near one end of the tour. Tickets for the two day tour are $27 each person. What you receive are a ticket which also has a listing of all the participating Inns. As you visit each Inn you have them stamp your ticket and at the last Inn you visit you receive a brass ornament if you have completed the entire tour. At each of the Inn you can pick up a very nice recipe card for the each of the cookies that they are offering. In 2008 there was also a gingerbread contest and almost all the Inns had at least one entry on display. You voted for which one you think should be awarded first, second and third place. The problem is you have to do this at the end and it isn’t always easy to remember each of the entries. I took pictures to help me remember but I am still not sure I got it right.Along with cookies most of the Inns offered something to drink. It could be coffee or tea, hot apple cider or hot chocolate. After the first couple of inns we were too full of cookies to eat the ones we got. Some of the Inn were aware that this was going to happen and provided plastic or paper bags, Some of the other participants carried their own with them, not a bad idea at all. Some of the inns even bagged them all up individually which we found to be a very nice option.The offerings were coordinated so no two were offering the same cookies. Some were more amazing than others but I have never met a cookie I didn’t like. Al on the other hand is not a big cookie lover but my attitude was, more for me!Beyond the cookies and drinks you also get to tour at least one room in the inn. This was as far as I was concerned the best part. Okay I am exaggerating but it was great. I saw a lot of rooms that made me want to spend some time at these Inns. We also took the time to talk to as many of the Innkeepers or Owners as possible. There is a real variety from down-home cozy to drop dead elegant, all different and all very interesting.The Inns who participated in 2008 are:Darby Field Inn in Albany; the Bartlett Inn in Bartlett; Riverbend Inn in Chocorua; Inn at Crystal Lake and Pub in Eaton;Admiral Peary House in Fryeburg, Maine; Covered Bridge House in Glen; Notchland Inn in Hart's Location; the 1785 Inn and Glen Oaks Inn in Intervale; Inn at Ellis River and Inn at Jackson both in Jackson;Lake View Cottage in Madison; Eastman Inn, Old Red Inn & Cottages and Wildflowers Inn in North Conway.The dates for 2009 are December 12 and 13. Tickets for just the tour go on sale December 1 and go fast so order them early. To find out more visit their website at http://www.countryinnsinthewhitemountains.com/holiday_cookie_tour.htmWhile this was fun to do with Al, it would be even more fun as a girl friends weekend. Close
Written by bledpub on 21 May, 2008
After a couple of nights hearing the voices, sometime the music would drown them out and sometimes not, I knew I had problems. I asked around some of the staff that worked below if anyone else had had any problems living there and everyone agreed…Read More
After a couple of nights hearing the voices, sometime the music would drown them out and sometimes not, I knew I had problems. I asked around some of the staff that worked below if anyone else had had any problems living there and everyone agreed that something was up. One guy who had lived there the year before said that a girl had lived in my room and in the middle of the night had jumped in her car and driven to his place saying, “I can’t take the noises anymore!” So knowing that I wasn’t entirely crazy helped. That night I opened the door to my bedroom and tried talking to them. “Look guys, I’m really tired. I have a migraine, and I just want to sleep. Can you please keep it down tonight?” I was answered by a thud in what I now referred to as “the Scary Room.”The weekend was coming up. It was Thursday night. I had played around with going away for the weekend but I hadn’t made up my mind yet. That night I went to bed as usual, with the lights and CD player on, and tried to get some sleep. A short time later I heard noises that I had NEVER heard before. Someone was pounding on the door leading up to the stairwell. I knew it had to be a person this time so I threw open my door, ran down the stairs and flung open the stairwell door to-nothing. The pounding had only stopped when I was a few steps from the bottom and I hadn’t heard anyone run off. I stood there for a moment, confused, and THEN I heard a pounding on the front door downstairs. So I ran down another set of stairs to the front door. Just as I reached the door, the pounding stopped. I stood there for a second and THEN heard the pounding on the back door. It would be physically impossible for a single person to have gotten there that fast. Pounding on all of the doors. I didn’t look this time. I went back up to my room, threw some stuff in a bag, and drove to another girl’s house that I had become friendly with. I slept on the couch.Of course, that next day I decided to do my little weekend trip. I went to Central Massachusetts for the weekend and on my way back I stopped in Salem to see the House of the Seven Gables. I figured that since I was in Salem I might look around at some of the witchy shops and while in one of them met a Wiccan woman who had been practicing for many years. I briefly told her about my experiences and she asked me if I had ever heard anything in my room. I had already considered this and said that no, the noises were always on the stairs, in the hallway, or in the other room. She then said that something was barring them from entering and asked me if I knew what it could be. No, I didn’t know. She was fairly persistent about it and kept saying, “Think about what’s in your room. Do you have anything lucky? A talisman? Stones? Crystals? Any spices or herbs? Any black candles?” No, I didn’t have any of those. What about photographs? Yes, I did have a photograph of my (deceased) grandmother by my bed. She said that it was possible that was the barrier-that I was being protected. But just in case she recommended a type of stone to buy and told me to place them at intervals around my bed. I had tried everything else. That night I talked to my mom, who probably thought I was certifiably insane by then, and she recommended a line of salt at the door because supposedly spirits can’t cross it. I tried both and sure enough, the next few nights were relatively peaceful. On the third night, the whispers came back. This time, I could make out exactly what they said, “Let her sleep. She doesn’t feel well. Let’s just leave.” At first I thought that perhaps it was someone playing a trick on me, but before I could get up and look a deep sleep fell over me and I had the first good night’s sleep I had had in weeks. At the end of that week I went to Boston. By then my nerves were frazzled, I was grumpy, and I was at the end of my rope. I met three girls in my hostel and in the course of the evening told them what was happening. They were confused as to why I was remaining in the house and I told them that basically I didn’t have anywhere else to go at the moment. It felt so nice to talk to people about the situation that I almost forgot there was even a problem. Until I got back home on Sunday night, however. It had been raining a lot and the road was unbelievably foggy. The road to the house wasn’t paved and what usually took me three or four minutes to drive took more than fifteen. I couldn’t even see the end of the car. The air was very still and not a breeze to be felt. When I finally made it to the house and got out of the car, a light suddenly flashed on in the room across the hall from me. I could see it from the parking lot. As I watched, a dark shadow seemingly stopped and looked out the window, and then the light went out. I went inside and started up the stairs, but I couldn’t do it. I heard the noises again. The walking and the whispers. As hard as I tried I absolutely could not make myself walk up those stairs to my room. At the bottom of the steps I sat down and cried and tried to ridicule myself for being such a big baby but it was hours before I could force myself to go. I guess when I finally went I didn’t shut my bedroom door all the way. An hour later, I heard the pounding on the door only this time, my door flew open. I jumped out of bed and ran to shut it, but a pressure seemed to be built against it. Curiously, I closed it to without latching it and watched. It opened again. It didn’t force itself over like it would have in a breeze, but instead started opening and closing as if someone on the other side was playing a game with me. I watched it in fascination and then remembered my digital camera. I have the capability to record on it as well and I picked it up and started shooting. I recorded a few seconds on it and then the movement stopped.The next night I went into Wolfeboro, a neighboring town, and had dinner at a pub. The waitress was very friendly and I had had her before. She told me that I wasn’t looking well and I told her that I hadn’t been sleeping. A little while later two women sat down at the booth next to me and began talking. They were telling ghost stories. Intrigued, I invited myself into the conversation and told them briefly about my experiences. I did not tell them where I lived or what town it was or anything like that, but several minutes into my descriptions one of the women goes, “You’re not living in Canaan Valley in Center Tuftonboro are you?” I was startled. That’s exactly where I was living. She went on to tell me that it was supposedly one of the most haunted places in the state of New Hampshire. The waitress came back and got into our conversation and told me that the lake has a lot of underground caves and tunnels in it and that it is reportedly haunted as well. I lived in the valley on the lake. Great. I was probably getting it from both sides. They left me with some advice and the waitress said that I should be all right, that I had a good energy about me. But I wasn’t convinced. It’s sufficed to say that I didn’t last long in New Hampshire. Only six weeks. That was probably five weeks too long. By the time I left I was a wreck. It wasn’t until I got down to Florida with Ian that I was able to sleep all the way through the night. I did manage to get one of the staff people to tell me what they thought the noises were from. Apparently, a man had hung himself in the room across from me. I don’t know if that was true or not, but I did definitely feel like it was a male presence and not female or child. Close
So I figured that enough time has passed and I can now talk about the Mysteries of Center Tuftonboro, New Hampshire. People close to me, and even a few not so close, know these stories. However, I have been using them to entertain the good…Read More
So I figured that enough time has passed and I can now talk about the Mysteries of Center Tuftonboro, New Hampshire. People close to me, and even a few not so close, know these stories. However, I have been using them to entertain the good folks here in Wales and decided at last that they belong on the web in some form. I did a random search and didn’t find anything else posted about the subject at hand so I guess I’m the first…It started on a wet and rainy day in The Middle of Nowhere, New Hampshire. I knew that I would be living out in the country, fairly far from anything of significance, but I had no idea I would be so isolated. No telephone, no television, no neighbors, nothing. The house was a big farmhouse, about two hundred years old, and I lived in the attic. There were offices below me so during the day it was quite social with lots of people buzzing about. At 5:00 pm, however, everything shut down and I was left alone. Alone, on a mountain, ten miles to the nearest town. I thought I could handle it. I had my laptop to work on my novel, some books that I hadn’t gotten around to reading yet, and a CD player that would occasionally get in a radio station as well. The first week was uneventful. I got to know the place a little bit, through walks and through drives in the country. I liked the fact that the lake was only a short walk down the hill from me and in the evenings it was kind of peaceful to sit on the front porch in one of the rocking chairs and watch the sky. Week 2 was when I started going crazy. The old wooden staircase that lead up to my room was noisy. There’s no way I could have sneaked down them at any time. A door at the bottom of the stairs was always kept shut. The hallway outside my room, leading to a storage room, was also noisy. No creeping around here. Well, one night I went to bed, read a little while, and switched off the light to go to sleep. I hadn’t been out for very long when I heard a ruckus on the stairwell. It wasn’t the soft creaking of my shoes or even someone of my size. This was “CLUMP, CLUMP.” At first I thought something had happened and someone was coming to get me. I didn’t have a phone, after all. So I jumped out of bed and ran to the door. The footsteps continued coming up the stairs. I flung open the door and switched on the light and-nothing. The stairwell was completely empty and the door at the bottom closed.I was disturbed, but not enough to be scared so I went back to bed. I thought it could have possibly been the wind. The next night I heard the same thing. I checked the time to see if it was happening the same time it did the night before, but it wasn’t. This time, I did not get up but lay in bed and listened. (With the light on at this point.) The steps reached the top of the stairs, seemed to pause at my door, and then went across the hall to the other room. I slept with the light on for the rest of the night. I didn’t exactly start getting scared until the next night. I hadn’t slept well the night before, obviously, and tried wearing myself out by staying up as late as I could so that once I laid down I would be able to sleep. Once again, I drifted off, only to awaken an hour later to the footsteps. This time they were not on the stairwell, but outside my door. I listened for a moment and was about to get up when my bedroom door shook. It didn’t look like someone was trying to turn the knob; it just looked like someone hand their hands flat on the door and was pushing. This went on for several seconds and then I heard the footsteps walking away to the other room. He next evening I closed the door to that other room. I had decided that whatever was inhabiting the upstairs seemed to like it and I didn’t want to look at it. Whenever I would have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night I would open my door and look right into that room and I was afraid that one night I would see something that I didn’t want to see. A week went by with the same noises. By then I was sleeping with the lamp on and constantly on alert. A few other noises were added to it, and I discovered that they really started as soon as the sun went down. One night as I was taking my shower on the second floor, I heard the noises above me. Again, they stopped at my door and then went across the hallway to the other room. When I went back upstairs, the door to that room was open. I was not amused. But I DID find it interesting that I could hear the noises all over the house and not just upstairs. The pounds and rumblings were enough to make me jittery, but when the voices started I knew I was at the end of my rope. It was about three in the morning and I had finally settled into some good sleep when the whispering started. It was quiet at first, and then gradually got louder. I could make out words know and then, but it was so soft that I couldn’t even tell if it was a man or woman’s voice. It came from outside my bedroom door. I listened to it for along time and then turned on my CD player to continuous repeat. Close
Written by fionademp on 05 Mar, 2007
Bretton Woods offers a range of trails great for beginners to the experienced skier. I'd had a few lessons before arriving but this was my first real skiing experience and I loved it. I started on the nursery slopes but got pretty bored of that…Read More
Bretton Woods offers a range of trails great for beginners to the experienced skier. I'd had a few lessons before arriving but this was my first real skiing experience and I loved it. I started on the nursery slopes but got pretty bored of that and was willing to give it a risk. The hardest bit for me was not the skiing but negotiating the ski lifts as I fell off several times, once you exit move quickly away as I got whacked on the backside and soon learnt. The slopes look pretty scary to start but actually they aren't that bad so long as you choose a suitable trail.
We did a group ski with a guide to start us off till we got the hang of the trails we wanted to use. There is a good chalet at the bottom for lunches and hot drinks. The final slope on our trail was the worst big, it's a really sharp decline and took me a long time to build up the courage, but once you realise there's no other way down, you just have to get over it. One of my friends had no control and couldn't stop but she happily skied here for 3 days just toppling at the end of each run.
There are loads of people about to give you a hand if you do get into trouble. It's about 3 hours drive from Boston. They offer night ski's which we took advantage of and I would definitely give it a try if you can. As a large party they organised a group pizza party in the chalet followed by a night ski for us. We didn't stay on site but there are places to stay. This is a beautiful site and offers top quality skiing.
Written by Arlys on 13 Sep, 2003
In July 2001, we were so looking forward to our week of timeshare in NH -- and we were most definitely not disappointed!
Our week at the historic Eastern Slope Inn in North Conway was really nice -- we so enjoyed the Inn, the town. .…Read More
In July 2001, we were so looking forward to our week of timeshare in NH -- and we were most definitely not disappointed!
Our week at the historic Eastern Slope Inn in North Conway was really nice -- we so enjoyed the Inn, the town. . . and the surrounding beautiful countryside of the Mount Washington Valley, here in the White Mountains of New Hampshire.
The timeshare unit we had at the Inn was a lovely refurbished one, to the left and rear of the main building. We had many steps to climb to get into the unit, but once there - well, it was a joy to behold! Just really lovely. . . occupying the second and third (loft) floor of the building.
It had a bedroom and bathroom on each of the two levels, with the master bedroom on the top floor. We thought it an absolute gorgeous room -- very spacious, with a spacious closet, too.
The full kitchen, dining area and living room were on the first level. Though a bit compact, it was all very nicely arranged, very comfy. It felt like "home", throughout.
We were well supplied with towels and linens for our week's stay, and the kitchen was well equipped in every way. There was a deck off the kitchen . . . from here, as well as the kitchen window, we had a view of the railroad tracks -- which carries the local excursion trains in and out of town.
There are many interesting shops and stores on the main street of town. We traversed these streets many times by foot, both in 2001 and again in July 2003 -- when we returned for a week and stayed at the Grand Summit Resort in nearby Bartlett, NH.
We enjoyed our week at the Grand Summit in Bartlett very much, it is only about 10 miles from North Conway. The Grand Summit Resort Hotel And Conference Center is large, and has a "very grand" - "showy" appearance when you drive up!
Our large studio unit on the second level had two separate entrances and met all our needs for the week. It had two double beds in the spacious bedroom, a nice living room, dining area, a mini kitchen, two bathrooms, as well as a good-sized closet. There was a small deck off the bedroom, with views of the front lawns. . .and the parking lots, too, which were at some distance.
The resort has an outdoor pool and deck that's just super for sunning and swimming! On Saturdays, you can get lunch poolside!
"Joseph's Spaghetti Shed" - on the main road to North Conway - specializes in spaghetti dishes, and is a lovely place to dine. A very nice "countryside" setting!
Another place we enjoyed very much was the "Flatbread Company" located in the Eastern Slope Inn in No. Conway. This is "pizza heaven" -- all natural pizza baked in a primitive wood fired earthen oven. Service was really good here too!
One of the highlights in the Mt. Washington Valley is the "Mt. Washington Auto Road", which you can drive your car up on to the highest mountain peak in the northeast -- for a charge of $25. We enjoyed the gift shop at the base of the mountain, which contains a lot of historical information and photos of the area. . .going back a hundred-plus years.
There is the quaint, historic village of Jackson, just a few miles from Bartlett that we visited twice during our stay. It has a covered bridge at the entrance to the town. At one end of the town, there's a very pretty "falls" and a "lengthy" brook for wading. Many people were enjoying it. We had a picnic lunch at this spot -- and took several pictures.
The resorts did not have computer use for guests. We did find computer use at the Jackson library, as well as the No. Conway library. There's also a new Internet Cafe in No. Conway.
The excursion trains and the one-hundred year old depot in No. Conway are a major attraction! In 2001, we took one of the excursion rides, and it was fantastic.
I must mention the Eastern Slope Inn's Playhouse. It is a small theater, but wonderful! We saw "Music Man" there in '01, and were lucky to catch "Guys and Dolls" this July. Both were super performances!
There's a lovely lake about three miles from No. Conway. You can walk around it in a half-hour or so. It is just so pretty! There's a very nice beach on one side of the lake. People were surely making use of it, too -- lots of them!
In the town of Conway, south of No. Conway, there's a place where you can rent a canoe for a trip on the river. Also, there are public tennis courts in Conway. Not so at either of the resorts! The indoor pool at Eastern Slope Inn was very good -- it's partially outdoors -- you can "see out"!
There are some major stores in the area, such as J.C. Penny's. There are a host of unique shops and stores in No. Conway on both sides of the main street -- which goes for several blocks. You'll find antique shops, too, in about all the towns!
WAY TO GO NEW HAMPSHIRE! ! !
Written by funandsun on 09 Apr, 2003
Attitash Bear Peak is one ski resort, however two mountains with their own trails and lifts that interconnect by a trail. Between the two, there are a total of 70 trails (45 at Attitash and 25 at Bear Peak) with six lifts at Attitash and…Read More
Attitash Bear Peak is one ski resort, however two mountains with their own trails and lifts that interconnect by a trail. Between the two, there are a total of 70 trails (45 at Attitash and 25 at Bear Peak) with six lifts at Attitash and three at Bear Peak. During our stay, Attitash only was open with four lifts and 25 - 30 trails open. The season here runs from mid November to mid April with the hours being Monday - Friday 9am - 4pm and Saturday, Sunday, and holidays from 8am - 4pm. Our stay the first week of April produced snow each and every evening, between 3"-8", providing plenty of fresh snow atop the already 60" base they had.
The vertical drop at Attitash is 1,750’ with the elevation at 2,350’. Trails consist of 20% easiest, 47% more difficult (blue), and 33% most difficult. The green slopes here compare to the blue ones at Bretton Woods down the road. This mountain is more vertical. They have snowmaking capabilities on 98% of their slopes, but annual snowfall averages 142" per year.
Along with the typical ski slopes, in the middle of the mountain is also a new superpipe noted as the longest in New Hampshire. The superpipe is a 500’ inground pipe with its own special grooming machine. There is also a freestyle terrain giving those interested in jumps and tricks plenty of choices with ramp jumps, rail slides, spines, banks, and rollers.
For lift tickets, the pricing is adult $49, teen $44, and juniors $32. Check out their website here for specials such as a $5 savings per ticket by purchasing them online. There was one day they told us of a four for one special that was Internet only. The local video store in North Conway has internet access for .15/minute and any copies for .25/each. It took less than five minutes to get on the website and place the order to get three free lift tickets. Then instead of going to the ticket window at the mountain, you go inside to Guest Services for any Internet orders and they give you your lift tickets there.
At the window they were running an end of season special of $39 per adult instead of the normal $49. To rent skis, pricing is $26 for adults and teens and $19 for juniors with snowboards running $33 for adults and teens and $27 for juniors. If you only rent equipment for one day and decide later you would like to extend your rental, go to the ski rental desk prior to the end of the day and ask to do so because it will save you money instead of renting again the next day. To do this, however, you must take the ski equipment with you. So if you do not have a vehicle it will fit in or anywhere to store the skis, this option may not work for you.
Also by logging onto their website, you can check out their calendar of events. While we were there they put on their Annual Red Parka Pub Regatta. In this event, individuals and teams use whatever items they can to get down the mountain the quickest. We saw kayaks, plastic kiddie pools, and a lot of home made vehicles. Everyone dresses up crazy and has a really good time. The most entertaining was the Flintstone Mobile with Fred driving and Wilma, Barney, and Betty as passengers! They didn’t do very well…their car toppled over!
Over the past eight years, the resort boasts it has spent $35 million to improve and expand the resort and mountain. The lodge at the base of the mountain is nice. They offer a cafeteria, pizza station (get your sodas in the cafeteria and not at this station – they are twice the price here for some reason), and pub. The cafeteria offers grilled cheese, burgers, fried egg sandwiches, fries, onion rings, and other items. To give an idea of price, at the pizza station three slices of pizza and two sodas were $16.
There are plenty of hotels and inns in the area, but if you want to stay "slopeside" you’ll need to reserve space at either the Attitash Mountain Village directly across the street or the Grand Summit Resort and Hotel at the base of Bear Peak. If Bear is closed though, you’ll have to drive over to Attitash.
Attitash is a family friendly mountain that boasts uncrowded slopes and short lift lines with great skiing and riding, fantastic service and snow so good it’s guaranteed! Feel the Attitash experience.
The ski resort can be found on Rt. 302 in Bartlett, NH, 603/374-2368 or 877/677-snow (24 hour snow phone).
A nice feature of New Hampshire that we were not aware of prior to our visit is the tax free shopping. Not only do the local stores have reasonable prices, there’s no added tax to contend with.Most of the towns around the White Mountain area…Read More
A nice feature of New Hampshire that we were not aware of prior to our visit is the tax free shopping. Not only do the local stores have reasonable prices, there’s no added tax to contend with.
Most of the towns around the White Mountain area are within a 10 - 20 minute drive of each other. If you’re staying in Bartlett, the first town you will encounter to the east is North Conway. From there if you go south you will end up in Conway, or going north will send you to Jackson. Both Conway and Jackson have small stores and restaurants, but we found North Conway to have most of what you needed.
This town houses mainly resorts, small hotels, and the Attitash Bear Peak ski mountain. The resorts found here are the Attitash Mountain Village, Attitash Marketplace Motel, Grand Summit Resort, and Hotel and Sky Valley Motel and Cottages. For shopping and eating, a trip into North Conway is necessary.
Coming from Bartlett, the stores line Rt. 16 with most of the restaurants just past them. This is where most of the action is for eating and shopping, but there are also plenty of hotels and small inns. There is a small grocery store on 16 just as you enter North Conway where you can pick up food and supplies. But be aware this is a small town and nothing is open 24 hours – they close at 8pm sharp!
Mountain Tops – a clothing store (t-shirts, sweatshirts) that is the only store we found offering t-shirts showing the White Mountains and ski phrases such as "White Mountains – Live fast, ski hard" and "White Mountains – Ski naked, it adds color to your cheeks".
Zeb’s General Store – The owner of this establishment also owns the restaurant in town called Decades. This is an old fashioned store selling 100% New England products. They have a 67’ long candy counter with chocolate fudge the kids kept coming back to buy. The first floor is comprised of mainly food items, teas, maple products, syrups, fruit spreads, honeys, soups, pasta, spices, condiments, Zeb's bottled sodas (the vanilla cream soda and root beer are great and are a $1 a bottle), and of course candy. They also have a room upstairs comprised of souvenirs like t-shirts, mugs, and plenty of items with "Zeb’s" imprinted on them.
The Five and Dime Store – this is a bit of a cheesy store but some items in the front were nice. They have several types of small cedar boxes for keepsakes and cards and old-fashioned heavy cotton dish towels. We purchased a few for $3.99/each with the Coca-Cola emblem and designs on them.
Dondero’s Rock Shop – If you’re a rock enthusiast, you will enjoy this shop. Rocks of all sizes, shapes, and price ranges of your choice. We purchased a beautiful blue rock wind chime for $25. The most entertaining part of the visit, however, was the owner. He performed a few tricks with us using different rocks. These were optical illusions of a sort and gave us a good laugh for the day.
Tanger Factory Outlets – These outlet stores are open until 6pm every evening. The outlets found here are those such as Nike, Reebok, Adidas, Zales Jewelers, Bass, Hanes, Liz Claiborne, Brooks Brothers, plus many others, too many to mention.
Restaurants in North Conway
There’s a wide variety of cuisine offered here. My other journals tell details of the restaurants we dined at, but here’s a list to show what all is offered and the choices you have.
Banner’s Home Cookin'; Bellini’s Italian Restaurant; China Chef; Decades Steak and Seafood; Delaney’s (variety); Fandangle’s Steak, Seafood, Sandwiches; Flatbread Pizza; 1790 Homestead Restaurant (variety); Horsefeathers Pub and Eatery; Maestro’s European Cuisine; Mario’s Italian Restaurant; Merlino’s Steakhouse; Muddy Moose (variety); Red Parka Pub Steakhouse and Pub. They also have a couple of chain restaurants such as Applebees and Friendlies, but with the other options, we had no time for either of these. I suggest picking up a Dining Guide in town at any local store. This will give you a map showing the location of each restaurant with a menu and pricing.
Everything you need on your stay is within your reach between these towns. Familiarize yourself with the main roads of 16 and 302 and you’re all set to go.
Bretton Woods is known as New Hampshire’s largest ski area and very family friendly slopes. The drive from Attitash in Bartlett to Bretton Woods is 20 miles to the northwest. It’s a bit colder and more snow as you head there since the elevation is…Read More
Bretton Woods is known as New Hampshire’s largest ski area and very family friendly slopes. The drive from Attitash in Bartlett to Bretton Woods is 20 miles to the northwest. It’s a bit colder and more snow as you head there since the elevation is higher. We found a lot of powder to ski and the runs were fairly wide. As a comparison, blue intermediate runs at Bretton Woods were more like green (easy) at Attitash and black diamonds at Bretton Woods more like blue at Attitash. It was definitely an easier to ski mountain, but we liked it because there were many runs to choose from and you could really enjoy yourself.
The elevation at Bretton Woods is 3,100’ with a 1,500’ vertical drop. There are 76 alpine trails and glades (31% beginner, 41% intermediate, and 28% expert). They have snowmaking capabilities on 95% of their trails. Their hours are 8:30am - 4pm, however, during the peak season they also offer night skiing to 9pm on a few green runs and their terrain park on Friday, Saturday, and holidays. The half pipe and terrain park here is much smaller than Attitash, but gives plenty of opportunity for freestyle skiing or snowboarding. It even has its own lift that goes directly to the top of the terrain park (the B Lift Double Chair). The resort offers six lifts with three of them being high speed quads.
Pricing here varies by weekday and weekend. The ranges for lift tickets are $49 - $57 for adults, $39 - $46 teens, and $29 -$34 juniors (6-12). Make sure to ski here on Wednesdays because they have a two for one special that runs each and every Wednesday. Night skiing is $19 for adults and juniors with a twilight ticket (2pm - 9pm) running $39 for all. Ski rental prices are $28 for adults and teens and $22 for juniors. If you’re interested in snowboarding, it will be $33 regardless of your age.
The base lodge is currently undergoing renovation and expansion but is still open for business. The first part of the expansion was completed in December of 2002 with the remaining due to be finished the Fall of 2003. In addition to expanding the lodge, they are opening more runs with 12 trails and another high-speed quad. There is also future expansion planned to take place on the mountain next door (Mt. Stickney). The lodge offers both indoor and outdoor fireplaces/pits to warm your chilled bones. There is a cafeteria and restaurant indoors with plenty of seating and glove warming machines everywhere for .25/two minutes to get your gloves toasty warm before venturing out in the cold again. The cafeteria offers burgers, fish, pizza, fries, mozzarella sticks, plus other items. For a family of four, we spent $45 for lunch each day.
If you intend to stay in the Bretton Woods area, I suggest checking out the Mount Washington Hotel. It is across the street and a few minutes drive to the slope, and is a large, exquisite, grand hotel. They have plenty of amenities here such as massages ($40 - $70), kids kamp, snow tubing ($5 per hour), indoor swimming pool, ice skating ($5 per hour), and sleigh rides ($45-$70).
This ski resort has received many accolades in magazines and ski reports. Child Magazine rated Bretton Woods in the Top 10 for skiing families. Ski Magazine rated them #1 in the East for weather, #1 in NH for grooming, snow quality, and lifts and #2 in North America for family programs. They have, however, began to add more challenging terrain in recent years in an attempt to appeal to a wider range of skiers.
Something unique about this mountain is the "Top o’ Quad" restaurant serving lunch. Take the Bethlehem Express high speed quad to the top of the mountain for lunch with an out of this world view.
For beginners to intermediate skiers, I highly recommend Bretton Woods. It’s a beautiful area, plenty of ski acreage and pleasant slopes.
Bretton Woods is located on Rt. 302 in Bretton Woods, NH, 603/278-3320.
Written by Mary Porcher on 03 Jul, 2004
If you'd like to get away from the crowd (relatively speaking--New Hampshire isn't a very crowded state), head north to experience the remote and beautiful North Country. Here you will find Coos County, the largest, poorest, and least populated county in the state, along with…Read More
If you'd like to get away from the crowd (relatively speaking--New Hampshire isn't a very crowded state), head north to experience the remote and beautiful North Country. Here you will find Coos County, the largest, poorest, and least populated county in the state, along with the Great North Woods and the Connecticut Lakes. We read about the scenic drive between the two small towns of Colebrook and Errol, so that was our first destination. There we drove through Dixville Notch. Though it's not the longest notch, it's perhaps the most dramatic one in the state. You know when you hit Dixville Notch, and when you're out of it, due to the sharp peaks above you and the steep descent of the road.
When passing through Dixville Notch State Park, look for a parking area with a sign that lists several sights. One of them is Huntington Falls, just a 15-minute hike from the parking area. The steep walk to the upper falls is worth it, because the thin stream of water drops daintily from here to there for about 40 feet. There is a small outcrop of rocks on which to sit and enjoy the sounds of nature, and we only encountered one other visitor as we were leaving.
Another trip from Colebrook takes you north into Pittsburg on Route 3, where there is an interesting bit of history to see. From 1832-1840, this area was actually named the Indian Stream Republic. The citizens here were frustrated with the constant dispute about their land (Canada and the US both claimed it), so they formed their own government, created their own constitution, and continued that way until 1840, when Pittsburg claimed them as its own with no lives lost. When entering Pittsburg, there is a small museum devoted to the town's history, and the sign outside notes that it is open on Saturdays in July and August only, and also "by chance." Across from the museum, there is a tiny town government building (the police are there, and the town council meets there) marked by the seal of the Indian Stream Republic.
North of Pittsburg on Route 3, you'll head into the Connecticut Lakes. In the summertime, the blue depths are surrounded by all sorts of green growth. The first lake, Lake Francis, is not actually one of the Connecticut lakes. You'll notice the hydroelectric power plant there. At the first Connecticut lake, we enjoyed sitting on a deserted public dock and watching a family of geese swim by. Further north, there are more beautiful views before running into the Quebec border.
When returning south, instead of taking Route 3 from Pittsburg to Colebrook, make sure to try route 145. This was the most amazing stretch of road that we traveled in New Hampshire. The views of green peaks and rolling fields are even more exciting as the road drops so quickly down steep hills that you feel like you're on a roller coaster. This road is great fun to drive! And before you get to Colebrook, you'll find Beaver Brook Falls on your left. It requires no hike, and there are few tourists in the area, so you may stay here for quite a while with no company.