My family and I spent this past weekend up in New Hampshire. It was my husband’s company outting, so we packed up the kids and headed up north. We stayed in the North Conway area, which is one of my favorite parts of the state.
On Saturday, we took a drive to Santa’s Village. It was about 45 minutes from the condo where we were staying and we got there right when the park opened. We spent the day there & had a blast. Since Santa’s Village
is in the middle of nowhere is located deep in the White Mountains of New Hampshire, the GPS was having a bit of an issue finding a satellite signal on our return trip. I was driving and Chris was in the passenger seat working on the GPS. We ended up driving past the turn that got us there that morning because honestly, I just couldn’t remember if it was the correct turn (and Chris isn’t much help when it comes to directions), so we ended up taking a different route home than the one that got us there that morning.
All was fine for a while – until Lance, my Austrailan accented Garmin, told me to take a turn that looked a little sketchy. The GPS said it was a 4.5 mile road and almost right off the bat, we see a sign that said something to this effect “This road is not treated in the winter”. Chris and I just looked at each other when we saw it, but kept going, well – because Lance told us to. After about 30 seconds or so, the road turned to dirt and narrowed to one lane. Um, ya….
Shortly after I snapped this picture, the road turned bumpy. I mean REALLY bumpy. It was like driving on the moon and I was almost certain that we were driving into a scene right out of Deliverance.
The further into the woods we drove, the more nervous I was getting. I mean, there were absolutely no signs of human life. Finally, after about another mile and a half or so, we came across a car parked on the side of the road. Chris joked that it has been there for months & that it belongs to the kids from the Blair Witch Project, but a little bit later we drove up to a sign that said we were entering the White Mountains National Forrest.
There were a few random cars parked along the side of the road, which we assumed belonged to hikers, but like the sign said, it was definitley the forrest.
All in all, the 4.5 mile road ended up taking us a good 10 to 12 minutes to travel. I’m pretty sure it was Lance’s attempt at a shortcut, but it ended up being the longest and scariest ”shortcut” ever.