I have been hiking since I was a little kid. Mt. Monadnock in NH when I was just about 5 years old. This was our first year at what became one of my favorite places on the planet, The Inn at East Hill Farm, which my entire family affectionately refers to as “The Farm”.
The farm is a magical place I could talk about for hours, but in short, it is a working farm that you can go and participate in as little or as much as you want. Anything from friendship bracelets, horse back riding, milking goats and cows or laying on the lawn napping or reading. My family and I have been going for the same week every year for over 20 years now. It is truly one of the most wonderful places on earth… but I digress…
The farm has organized activities and one of these is hiking Mt. Monadnock!
When I was younger they typically recommended that no one go on this hike under the age of approximately 8, but my mom figured it would be nice and we could do whatever my 5 year old self was capable of, and then head back when I gave up or got bored as kids tend to do. She thought MAYBE we would make it to the halfway point, and hike back down. She packed two of those tiny 8oz water bottles, and a pack of starbursts. What my mom didn’t realize, what that I am extremely stubborn, and wanted to go up to the top with the whole group. Luckily everyone at the farm is wonderful, and all of the other hikers had their lunches for the peak and were kind enough to share with us!
This just goes to show there was CLEARLY some foreshadowing early on that I was destined for countless “learning experiences” in the great outdoors.