Chrismas Colors starting early.
Changing of the guard. Matt heads up with a bulging pack and faint beard while Cameron head out with a faint pack and buldging beard.
Cold Brook Bridge
Cold Brook Falls
Taken while working as the Caretaker for Gray Knob Cabin for the Randolph Mountain Club (RMC) on the north slope of the Presidential Range in the White Mountains of New Hampshire.
As we descend, the snow gives way to earth.
Snow topped Mountain Ash berries.
Ice covering the rocks on Spur Trail and the snow covered log ladder up trail.
Ice cicles in the pool below Chandler Falls.
Lower Chandler Falls
Chandler Falls with snow.
Lizzie and Jordan come up for a visit and explore the winter wonderland that Gray Knob has inherited. Here they head down with the outgoing caretaker to give him a ride back to New York City... man what a change!
But, the fire has a little trouble getting going, so Mike hits it with the blowtorch.
Storm, the nortorious "no-fire" ex-winter caretaker, demanded a fire on such a cold and blustery gray day (um, it was only 20F and sunny... no wind).
A touch more snow and gray weather at Crag Camp.
Without the windows in the way, the gray clouds block all the color and made it feel like walking though a grayscale world.
Looking out the Crag Camp windows into the vast King Ravine.
The organ in Crag Camp.
Crag Camp in the early winter... there is more snow to come.
Small icicles form on the rocks.
A soft light fliters through the trees onto the soft fresh powder creating a dream like experience on the trail to Crag Camp.
Heavier clouds settle in the valley below the blanket of snow.
Another douse of moisture moves in and again the world around Gray Knob is white. Patches of cloud wisp by in the brisk winds out on The Quay and around Mt. Jefferson.
Winking Jack stands guard at Gray Knob Cabin. No crampons. Thanks.
The setting sun from The Quay.
Moon over Madison.
He was quiet while I was taking photos, but when I moved around him, his head swiveled to follow and he chomped making a loud sound with his beak.
A bard owl came jumping out of the rocks below me as I worked my way down to Edmons Col. He kept a close eye on me while sitting inthe sun.
Looking up at Mt. Adams from Gulfside Trail.