Just below the summit of Mount Hale with Zealand Mountain in the background
Hale is somewhat isolated from the other peaks, necessitating a detour up and down before heading in toward the Zealand hut or Wilderness Trail area.
On the AT, the clouds began to break up, with brief glimpses of the fall foliage in the valleys below, blazing in shafts of sunlight
I didn't realize there was a hiker in the photo until I put down the camera. Looks like Tikko and Tessa consider themselves official greeters by the cairn on Mt. Guyot (not a 'real' 4,000 footer)
I tried to capture the sunlight on the trees from the top of West Bond. We had to 'make-up' the 1 mile out and back side trip to reach the summit. We missed this peak on our original 'pemi loop' due to sunlight (and energy) restrictions
Time for Tikko's close up. He's usually leading the way, or enjoying the view, so I snapped this while I could.
Tikko really likes to stand facing the wind and sort the scents that come his way. Dogs enjoy the view, and playing king of the hill.
Tessa is very sure-footed and agile, but she's not so sure about heights.
Tikko looks like hes caught scent of something interesting but I think he's just waiting for Tessa.
On the summit of Mount Hale, the clouds roiling in the background. Typical fall day in the White Mountains, but a bit of sun broke through occasionally.
Tikko's keen on putting his feet up on rocks and posing in the wind while he waits for me to catch up. The clouds have rolled back in, and you can see from the way the trees grow that this place sees a lot of wind.
Looking into the valley from Mount Guyot. The mountains seem to stretch on forever. If only they did...
I wanted to include this ladder. Tikko and Tessa both came down this without much hesitation. I was impressed, and happy.
One of my favorites. Tikko always finds time to grab a stick and play while we hike.
Again, perched atop the rocks
Happy trotting on the easy trail from Zealand Hut.
Tessa sniffs the wind on the way up Mount Franklin. The Franklin-Webster trail wasn't bad, just a bit boulderful- but that's what all White Mountain trails are like.
We started to run into ice about half way up. I tried to take some photos of the glass-like shapes formed by melting and freezing. Ice flowers.
Summiting Mount Franklin into the wind, a tough bare rock scramble with the dogs nails scraping and digging in.
Mispah hut, quite an impressive site built on the Crawford ridge.
Tikko stops to wait after scrambling up a log ladder on the way to the summit of Mount Pierce.
Up we go, and he's off! He lead the way despite the icy conditions.
View from Mount Pierce, hoar frost and all.
Tikko stands with the presidents.
A raven plays games in the wind over Mount Pierce- I mean Clinton, no I mean Pierce...
Tikko and the Raven
The conditions were perfect, just a taste of winter to make it interesting and plenty of sunshine. Worst weather in the world? not today.
I took lots of photos here. Tried to capture the view on camera, but it was better to be there.
This one came out pretty well. That's Tuckerman's Ravine beyond the ridge by the rock scree.
Looks a bit cold, the Mt. Washington observatory is ice crusted already.
The sun on the snow was lovely.
Tessa's watching another raven. She wishes she could fly, or more likely, she wants to eat it.
Bretton woods and the Mount Washington Hotel (big white building) surrounded by fall foliage, just past the peak.
I'm not sure what they're asking me here, for permission to keep going?
You can see which way the wind was blowing. Tails akimbo and ears flapping.
Trying to get water from stone. How do dogs know to dig at ice?
Blue sky pose on the trail up Eisenhower.
Another bit of a pose. Not much grows up here!
Tessa gets some camera action. Work it, girl!
Lots of people contributed to this Cairn. Quite a structure.
Crawford path, Mount Monroe and the king, Mount Washington, or Tikko if you're so inclined.
Just had to include a peeing photo.
Tug of war over perhaps the only stick on the high peaks. Maybe another dog or the wind dropped this fun toy here.
He sights the stick, tail held aloft.
Running down the tundra, happy sunny day.
Tessa heads up the trail, dainty as can be.
Posing on Monroe.
Plain time in the frosty grass.
Tessa is launching herself.
Frosty pose above the high peaks. Coming off down Boott Spur I looked out toward Isolation and thought... yup, it's going to be a loooong day.
Tikko thought so too, because he gave up the lead for a bit.
Frost feather, make amazing patterns on the spruce boughs.
Looking down toward Lake of the Clouds hut.
All muscles tensed, ready to battle the rest of the hike.
The classic sign, but the weather treated us well today.
On the Davis Path coming off lower Mount Washington, about halfway through.
To prove I was there.
Top of Isolation, one of the least visited (and most isolated) peaks in the Whites. I liked it out there, felt little trodden and very very quiet.The white frosty peaks and ridge are where we've come from. You have to go down, then up to get here. Then down and up and down again to get out.
A typical view while hiking.
Little vid from the top of Mount Hale. for your viewing pleasure.