A few weeks ago my cousin sent me a message asking if she could go on a hike with my aunt and I, which of course I immediately said yes to. It had been a few weeks since my last trip up North and I was itching to get back to the mountains, so her timing was perfect. Though the three of us spent an evening scouring over our maps, we ultimately knew Mt. Osceola was going to be the winner for this trip. Standing at an awesome 4,314 feet, it’s part of the New Hampshire 4,000 footer club and promised a breathtaking view at the top. It had caught my eye last winter, but when I went to explore the trail head, the gate was locked and a sign read ‘Closed November to May’. A week into May I went back again and the gate remained locked, but now that it was halfway through June, I knew it was truly time to tackle it. Continue reading “Hiking Mt. Osceola”
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