In 2016 I took a solo trip to the White Mountains of New Hampshire, and ever since I've been in love with everything New Hampshire.
2020 I had hoped to return go back to that area, but with COVID-19, travel plans had to change. Luckily, I remembered a book sitting on my shelf which I had found years before for free on the side of the road: "Look to the Mountain" by LeGrand Cannon Jr.
This book is beautiful in a simple way, yet descriptive so I can picture myself in the beauty of the wilderness. The story begins in 1769, before Whit and Melissa are married, and goes on to when Whit sets out to find a place to build a home in the mountains. Once married, Whit takes his new wife on the pilgrimage to their home, trekking over rivers and streams, meeting folks who have ventured out before them along the way.
There are some struggles, but Whit and Melissa are a strong couple who care deeply about each other. I loved aver page of this book.
"After she'd eaten, they would go out and look round. The sun would be up ...and it would all be before her, everything shining and the sky bluer than summer. She would stand in front of the doorway and see the whole thing at once - just as he had from the hilltop. He would tell her, of course, that the soil there in the interval was deep and was good, and point out the direction he would go to get hay. But she would see why he'd chosen it.
Then they'd go round in back - and there'd be the mountain."