Kissing Horses and Hiking Mountains with My Dog in New Hampshire

“The mountains are calling and I must go,” said John Muir about finding peace among the towering trees, silvery cliffs, and crisp mountain air that breathes freshness into your being. It was this desire that carried me away from my concrete jungle to the White Mountains of the Granite State over Memorial Day Weekend. The best part of the trip? I brought along my best … Continue reading Kissing Horses and Hiking Mountains with My Dog in New Hampshire