Archive for September 7th, 2011

Camp Savta (Part 3 of 4)

Day 5:   We really splurged and went to Attitash Mountain, also in New Hampshire, about an hour from our home.  This fabulous ski resort is as busy during the summer months as it is in the winter but it costs a ridiculous amount of money.  Really it isn’t more costly than any other four-star entertainment or amusement park, but there are so many wonderful things to do for free in the White Mountains, that I was spoiled (side note and mussar lesson:  the grandkids were just as happy, if not more so, doing the things that were freebies, as they were doing the activities that cost money).  Attitash has many attractions that are cleverly designed to make a child feel he is doing something risky and adventurous yet in reality it’s all quite safe.

First we went on Attitash’s newest ride, the Mountain Coaster.  Each person gets their own sled, with a brake to control speed.  The beginning ascent goes very high up the mountain, and the ride in the woods is very beautiful.  The coaster itself looks like a giant erector set.  I noticed with some concern that some of the track seemed anchored only by wooden boards, but my husband assured me that everything was very solid.  Only a week later, the ride was closed down because excessive rains from Irene had made the ground under track uneven and unstable.  Hmmm….. (click on each photo to enlarge)

The sleds. Hand-controlled brakes are along the sides.

ascending the track to the top of the mountain, through the woods

some parts of the track are stabilized (hah!) by some 2x4s

still going up, up, up...

still not at the top . . .

I'm supposed to go all the way down on THAT?

The youngest two grandchildren didn't meet the height requirement of 52" for the Mounain Coaster so they had to ride tandem with an adult. I will try anything once - - "once" being the keyword here. Here my husband whizzes down toward the bottom with our youngest grandson at top speed (about 25 mph).

Our oldest grandson nears the bottom of the Mountain Coaster at top speed. The track starts much, much higher than is visible in this photo!

After the Mountain Coaster, the boys went on the Alpine Slide, which is a sort of luge sled that careens down the mountain on a banked cement track.  The only controls are the hand brakes.  The Alpine Slide is a much longer ride than the Mountain Coaster, and you must take a ski lift to the top of the mountain to reach the beginning of the Slide.  The minimum height requirement is 48″, so only the youngest grandson had to ride with an adult.

taking the ski lift to reach the top of the Alpine Slide

it's a loooong way down the mountain on the cement track!

The Alpine Slide

on their way down . . .

They loved it!

Next it was on to the climbing tower.  Each of the boys managed to find the footholds that led them to the very top. The man at the bottom provided the proper tension on the rope so they could rappel down in their harness. (click on each photo to enlarge)

on the way down

Next we went to the bungee trampoline.  After harnassing up, the kids were attached to bungee cords, and proceeded to bounce on a trampoline.  With the aid of the bungees they bounced 30′ high!  The younger two grandchildren were especially adept.  One did some great acrobatics while hanging upside down, and the other did a succession of double flips.

The final activity of the day was the water slides.  One was a huge chute down which one rode a 1-, 2-, or 3-man raft; the other was a water slide that one rode down with a mat.  Unfortunately by this time I was out of batteries and my 2 memory cards were full (shame on me), so I only got one picture!  Which is a pity, because I missed the shot of a chassidish lady who went down the  water slide fully clothed, including with her seamed stockings and sheitl!!

Camp Savta (Part 2 of 4)

Day 4:   We traveled to a completely different side of the White Mountains, about 1 1/2 hours away in New Hampshire.  Lost River Gorge is a magnificent nature preserve that via a series of steps, bridges and wooden pathways, cuts through a steep gorge that has rushing waterfalls and streams, many fun caves and secret passageways to explore.   My grown children have fond memories of this place from when they were small; we would visit Lost River Gorge on our frequent summer camping trips to the White Mountains way back in the 1990s.  This was the only activity I did with my grandchildren that was a repeat from last year’s visit, but they had so much fun last time I thought it was worth returning. (click on each photo to enlarge)

The kids are dwarfed by a weird rock formation known as The Hall of Ships

All those amazing stairs, walkways and bridges led to many different caverns and secret passageways

The famous Lemon Squeezer cave was closed due to flooding. You have to be verrrry skinny to go through it. They actually have a measuring gauge posted outside the cave with strict instructions not to attempt entry unless you can fit through the test gauge. A week later, many of the caves were closed for several weeks due to extreme flooding from Tropical Storm Irene, so we were lucky that we only missed this one cave.