We awoke early, with the sun rising over Red Hill, so there was nothing better than a quick dip in Squam and a hike up Rattlesnake. I snapped pics along the way, just so that you can see what a paradise this place is. Here is the old laundry, now housing the history center:
the ice house, still in operation, with its wheelbarrows waiting patiently for their morning blocks of ice (harvested from the lake in Winter and delivered to each cabin every morning during Summer):
sunflowers along the trail
a rather shy Daddy Longlegs..........but I was patient and waited for him to come out from his hiding place:
the view from Rattlesnake's rocky face:
there are a few charming Squamy ways that keep me coming back year after year, and I just suppose that this patched screen on our porch is one of them!