In New Hampshire

I came upon this group of stacked rocks. A sign nearby said “white rocks”. I find it interesting yet puzzling why humans like to build these structures. What makes us do that?
The forest is changing. I’m seeing more pines with very straight tall trunks.
Walking into Hanover NH. The trail goes right through town. It’s been over 50 years since my brother went to Dartmouth. Today I met up with Tim a triple-crown hiker I met on the PCT. He was kind enough to take me home for a night and a break from hiking.
The next morning at the crack of dawn Tim drove me back to Hanover so I could continue on my journey/adventure.

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