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Thursday, January 23, 2014

Sepia Saturday - 212 - Live Free or Die - 25 Jan 2014






My post begins not far from the 
Franconia Notch and Appalachian Trail New Hampshire.





Did somebody mention fresh snow falling? A most perfect day to hit the slopes wouldn't you agree?





As I read Alan's telling description this morning, he does travel into the forecast of upcoming weather, and from my backyard, he's spot on with his winter-fun-moment.  Perhaps you have your own opinion of the end of January, or just what this chap is up to, and if you care to share or visit other posts  please do here.


Did you notice from our theme photo that the man's clothes appear to be for a warmer skiing climate?  Same story holds true for the photo below.  By all means, here in Minnesota, the norm is much different for ski apparel.




March 1940

On a Saturday afternoon high school students arrived at Dickinson's farm to ski.  Mr. Dickinson even built a ski tow on his farm, at a cost of one thousand dollars.  He owns a small dairy farm there and apparently a hurricane the year before destroyed his entire grove of maple trees that he used for selling maple syrup as well.  His place is at Lisbon, near Franconia, New Hampshire.





Come on, let's get ready to go skiing!








It's a hot and skiing time at the Dickinson farm this weekend!

All of these photos are included in a series of a Skiing adventure at Mr. Dickinson's farm in 1939 or 1940.  




Can't you just tell what the girl looking at us might be saying?



"I caught you Mr. Photographer, taking our picture, while I was eating a sandwich.  Well, a girl has to keep up her strength for the slopes right?"






If you ask me, it must be a warm day out on the slopes, judging by their lack of coats, wouldn't you agree?





Now who is that in the full length fur coat?  Mr. Dickinson himself?

Maybe.





This photo says this is Mr. Dickinson, a farmer with his ski tow.
This link shows his draft registration for World War 1, and again link for his draft registration for World War 11 




Now this photo looks a bit more like a day out skiing.




Looks like it's been an exhausting day out on the slopes, or perhaps they're just catching some sun rays!




How beautiful are those mountains in the background?









Meet a hired hand, Pat James, at Mr. Dickinson's farm, splitting wood for winter fuel.






A link for Skiing in New Hampshire.  The famous, Ice Bar really caught my attention. It reminds me of being at Big Mountain Ski Resort in Whitefish, Montana.



New Hampshire motto, 



I believe these photos are a true tribute to "Live Free or Die"



19 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

how very cute!

Leovi said...

Wonderful, I love these old photos!

La Nightingail said...

A fun collection of pictures! I smiled at the ski-carrying convertible & t-shirted skiers, but there are times when California skiing is like that. I've seen some folks skiing in shorts & tank tops!

Jo Featherston said...

Lovely snaps of kids from that time having fun in the snow, thanks to that Mr Dickinson.

Postcardy said...

I went skiing in New Hampshire when I was young. It wasn't in the spring, but it was warmer than Minnesota.

Cloudia said...

You do SUCH a great job!

BTW, I went to Franconia College and lived in the Northern Kingdom for a year!





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luvlinens said...

What a great post. Loved your pictures. Made me feel like I was there. Fun time.

Wendy said...

These pictures capture the essence of friends enjoying the day skiing. It sure looks cold.

JJ said...

Wow! Did I enjoy this post. It reminds me of many good times. We were a skiing family for many, many years. We would still be, except we can't find too much snow here in Florida.

When my oldest daughter was getting married, we tried to help her find a place of her own. We came upon an old cross country ski resort that had gone bankrupt in the 1950s. It was in deplorable condition, but one little cottage on the property was livable. We bought it and loved the property so much that we spent 15 years renovating it. It was magnificent, with a trout stream running right through it. That became our home, and the entire family lived there until we moved to Florida. We had a little compound. Carol and I lived in the main lodge, and each of the kids had their own cottage.

Now, I am a weather wimp, but thanks so much for the memory.

Karen S. said...

Cloudia that is so cool! I bet you could really relate to this!

Karen S. said...

JJ- I just knew you'd enjoy this, but I had no idea about all that extra super fun stuff. How cool is that! You have to be the best family man I know of, seriously, how cool for each of your children. What awesome memories you surely own!

EG CameraGirl said...

I love these old photos of Dickinson's farm. Times sure have changed!

Bob Scotney said...

Great series of photos, Karen, I would have liked to join the group stretched out sunning themselves.

Rosie said...

You were right bang on with your pictures for this post! Great pictures!

Patrica Ball Morrison said...

I love the one of the huddled group likely after a ski day...are these your relatives? Interesting how the farmer found a way to make money off his land in winter too.

Mike Brubaker said...

The only thing missing is the smell of wet wool and leather bindings!

Alan Burnett said...

Great pictures, perfectly on theme. One of them (Mr Dickinson) even has the look of our theme picture. Keep warm.

L. D. said...

There are a lot of fun snaps here. My son does the trail north of you where he lives in the Bar Harbor area.

TICKLEBEAR said...

Certainly was a fun time for all.
That tall black hat is quite something, btw...