Hi everyone. I should call this post More of the White Mountains.
You might remember my post from last Saturday when I wrote about a one day road trip my husband and I took to the White Mountains of New Hampshire. (Here's the post in case you missed it and are interested in reading it: Mount Washington). Last week I showed you photos of Mount Washington. Today I want to share some other views with you from my day out.
Northern New England experienced a drought in the summer of 1826, which ended with the arrival of a terrific storm on the evening of August 28. Flooding followed, with the valley at Crawford Notch being one place that suffered the consequences. All but two of the bridges on the turnpike that ran through the notch were destroyed, trees suffered a similar fate and the high sides of the valley were gouged by swollen streams and landslides. The Willey House was a scene of desolation due to the effects of an avalanche on a mountain behind it. The house, however, had survived in an island of calm because the surging debris split either side on a low ridge and then unified again beyond it.
Local residents, including Ethan Crawford and the Reverend Benjamin G. Willey, Samuel's brother, visited the house in the aftermath of the storm. It was empty, with signs that there may have been a rapid departure from it, such as unmade beds, clothes strewn around and ashes in the fireplace. There was an open Bible on the table. A search of the devastated area over the next few days revealed the bodies of the Willey parents, two of their daughters and two hired hands; the remains of the other three Willey children were never found. Some livestock had also been killed, including those in a now-destroyed stable.
There followed various theories as to what had happened, the most likely of which is that the occupants abandoned the property as the avalanche approached but in doing so, in darkness, they unwittingly put themselves in the path of it around the point where the flow reunited.
It is a sad story and even more sad that the area became a tourist attraction because of this event. I guess no different than today, but what a strange trait curiosity can be sometimes.
And here's a few more road trip photos through Crawford Notch.