Whitecap & Hiker Down

Emergency Vehicles at the trail head
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July 30th was a hair hot on Whitecap with small patches on mud here and there. Still, the hike was enjoyable. Bailey met a slew of new admirers while I watched on as my dog got all the attention. Near the peak of the Yellow Trail, we ran into 20+ hikers who were with an injured hiker. The woman, about 65 - 70 years old, looks to have have fallen on her face and banged her head. An attending nurse said he thought she might have a concussion. By the time we finished our hike, a half dozen first responders were at the trailhead of Whitecap and the hiker was still at the mountain's trailhead.  I spoke to a friend about the number of people responding to the injured hiker. He said he was sure "It's Blue Light fever," i.e., first responders love a car wreck, accidents, or other emergencies. Fair enough. I like baseball. 

  

Mystery Plus

We ran into a Rumford High School student from c. 1981 who's currently a professor of physics at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh. Fun to chat with Roy and to recall those other students and athletes that we have in common. Bailey did a good job on the hike. I gave him some medication to help with hip and joint pain before the hike, and I'm thinking it helped him. Who knows. He doesn't say much these days.   

Bailey looks like he needs sunglasses

Toward the White Mountains. 

Androscoggin River heading west. 

Tyler & Hudson: A father's questions and a son's curiosity

Hudson at the Kawanhee Inn
chatting about dessert with
his brother. Luke (a.k.a., Kook)

I've been blessed with many thoughtful letters from students and athletes throughout my career.  This morning, I received one from my nephew, Tyler. As he put his son Hudson to bed, they selected a book. This time they chose my chapbook of poetry, Entering Weld––a fun choice since they just returned from a week at camp.  I loved Tyler's retelling of their conversation and especially the way Dad fostered his son's questions...   

Hey Uncle Richie,

Thought you would enjoy this story!

Hudson asked to read a book tonight.  I found "Entering Weld" and told him uncle Richie wrote it.  He said, "can we read it?".  He started off by asking where the pictures were.  Eventually he settled on Winter Sunrise, because it had a picture.  He asked why there's snow and ice in Maine so I went on to explain how the lake freezes in winter.  He asked, "how do the boats go on the ice?", and it turned into a discussion about ice breaker ships.  He asked about the ice breakers in Maine so I explained there aren't any, but there is ice fishing.  He decides we wants to ice fish.  At the end of it we decide on a kids book, but he asked for his moose stuffy before we read that one. 

Long story short, he is already developing a love for Maine and an appreciation for Uncle Richie!

Thanks again for letting us make a mess of the place, I chopped some wood and put it under the Edwards camp by boat house.  Uncle Fred said it's too green so maybe next Winter!

Have a good rest of Summer.

Tyler

The Next Generation

The Kents and Samuels without Andrea, Tyler, Hudson, and Kook ;-) 
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This past week, the Southern California Kents and Samuels came to camp at Burt's Point. During the week, we added a new member to clan, Brooks David Kent. The little guy is the son of Kristin and Ryan Kent; he's the little brother to Calvin.  Yay! Welcome to earth! \o/

Iris Anne calls Luke, Kook. 

He looks calm. Looks are deceiving. 

He looks bombed, but again, looks are deceiving.

The beast. 

Iris Anne and Grandpa (or is it bubba?)

Tyler 

Josh and Iris Anne... what a great dad. 

The Beast Eater

Kawanhee Inn lawn  

Chowing down like Kook

Andrea and Luke

A talk about dessert

"More bread, please," says The Beast

Mom and Huddy

Victoria and sweet Irish Anne

Pam and Fred

Hiking with Tom

   

Today, Tom and I had our yearly hike. And again, we chose Whitecap. Always, our hikes include a wide range of topics that, at times, verge on gossip. What was supposed to be a roasting-hot summer's day turned out to be more moderate thanks to the hazy skies caused by Canadian wildfires. We talked about our current book projects, wondered how our friend Maja was doing in Washington State; we discussed national politics, dogs, and different hiking trails. Spurred on by Tom's new book project we discussed the foundational beliefs that guide our teaching practices... we also talked about the  things that wake us up at night. We spoke about family, university, sports, my van trips, as well as Tom and Beth's upcoming trip to the World Athletic Championships at the National Athletics Centre on the eastern bank of the Danube River on the south side of the city (yes, of course, I Googled that). At the head of the Black/White Trail we dined on Clif Bars, watermelon, PBJ, and water. Near the end of the trip we shared a bottle of Repel Plant-Based Lemon Eucalyptus Insect Repellent with a family that didn't look all that prepared for a hike. Hiking with Tom is a great summer memory... and Tom, if you're reading this, here's what Whitecap looks like in the fall: Hike #163: The Perfect Birthday Hike. I'm hoping to coax my friend back up from his Durham NH home to hikeWhitecap. 

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Bailey's Cairn

A favorite photo spot with the Mahoosuc
range and Sunday River in the background.