Lasr night is really cold and I am snuggled into my winter sleeping bag. We sleep in an extra half hour and start walking at 7.45am. It is a very steep climb to South Kinsman Mountain, with huge rock slabs to negotiate, which test our rock climbing skils. We find it very tiring. The views from the top are superb, and little do we know - they are the last views that we see for a few days, as the weather starts to close in.
We have a long descent down wet granite slabs and cliffs which takes forever arriving at our first 'catered' hut in the Whites - Lonesome Lake Hut - and there are thousands of people here. You can pay to stay here, and there is a lunch menu so we tuck in - the soup turns out to be like dishwater. So disppointing. We make a fast descent to the road at Franconia Notch. Scatters catches us here and decides to head into town - she has heard the weather is turning bad. We climb another 2,000' to make it to Liberty Springs Campsite, which is nestled into the side of the mountain out of the wind. There must be 15 tents here, scattered through the trees, and a warden directs us to our campsite, and gives us the weather forecast - bad!
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