As the NH State Wildlife Action Plan enters its second decade, the need to protect local species from climate change, pollution and habitat destruction continues. These eight species and others facing ...

I first ran “The Sound of Music,” known colloquially as “Long Sound,” during preseason of my freshman year at Dartmouth. Its panoramic views made it one of my favorite runs — and it has stayed that ...

“It was the landscape in Hollis that drew us,” says resident Louann Swaney, whose grown children live nearby. “You feel nestled in the country and minutes from shopping and highways.” Hollis is ...

Running is pure joy, especially experiencing the camaraderie and support of other runners, having family members running with you, or cheering for you; being able to say thank you to volunteers. Pure ...

Vigorous yet careful shakes are needed to reveal potential artifacts amongst roots and rocks. Baker isn’t dumpster-diving. He and a handful of SSU students are at an archeological dig site at the ...

On the first Sunday of the month from November to March, a community of musicians, as well as their friends, families and fans, congregate in the second- floor ballroom of The Stone Church Music Club ...

Looking for an opportunity to get out and try a new sport or hobby this season, but don’t know where to start? Don’t worry, we’ve got you. Each of our local adventure experts will guide you through ...

If you add up the miles from all the road races we have done over the years, we could cross the country and return home more than once. That line would extend around the world multiple times once you ...

In 1883, St. Paul’s School in Concord (pictured) held the first ice hockey game in America. From those icy roots the school went on to beat college teams from Princeton and Harvard. Hall of Fame ...

For runners, outdoor adventure means exploring new trails. Julia Robitaille and Timm Huffman offer their favorites and how to tackle them in this month’s Run NH section (page 74). It also features ...

I’m running along the shoulder of a rural New Hampshire road thinking about aging. I’m 55 years old, and my companion on this run, an Australian Shepherd named Bodhi, is a year and a half.