No I did not misspell the town’s name. I’m talking about Pittsburg, New Hampshire. It’s way up on the Canadian border. It’s been a favorite place to go for my uncle’s family. And while Eric stopped to teach a workshop in Pennsylvania on our way to his next workshop on Nantucket, I rented a car and headed north with the two dogs so I could spend Labor Day weekend with my cousin and my aunt and uncle in Pittsburg.
Before I start… where did the summer go??? It went by way too fast. And I
When I arrived in N.H. I dropped off the dogs at my parents and spent the night at my cousin’s home so we could leave early, around 5 a.m. and head north. It was a gorgeous ride…
I took this snap because of the reflection in my cousin’s side mirror. The sun was coming up and the reflection was very bright in the mirror of the New Hampshire landscape along the highway.
The sun was out when we arrived…
(See, there really is a town called Pittsburg in New Hampshire!)
My uncle built two cabins on top of a mountain…
His view shows Canada in the distance and a lake on the left, another lake on the right and the town center in between, below in the valley…
The photo above I took about ten minutes before sunset. Below is a view from the porch on the other side…
Below is the outdoor table where we ate dinner and played card games and my new favorite game, Rummi Kub. Here is my cousin and her mom getting ready to set up the game…
Labor Day morning we packed up and (sadly) headed south. Below is my cousin taking a photo of a lone loon making her way across the lake.
Another beautiful morning for our drive…
Pictures are just gorgeous. The last one of your cousin down by the dock is especially nice! Always good to be in the mountains; what a beautiful area up there.
It’s a beautiful area way up there. Didn’t cross the border to Canada… my passport expired.
Absolutely beautiful. Thanks for sharing.