I had the chance to visit one of the Mad River tributaries in the White Mountain National Forest in New Hampshire. At home in Cincinnati it was about 80 degrees and sunny; on the banks of the Mad River it was cold, with ice and snow in a patchwork on the ground. My walk was brief as the rain was threatening, but the peace of being with nature again was overwhelming. I hope you enjoy these four scenes from my stroll along the banks of one of the Mad River tributaries.