Leaving the Indian Head Resort, we went further north up into Franconia Notch. We saw a sign that said "Iron Furnace" with an arrow, and Lizzie and I were like "finally, after all of our searching during all of our trips, we have finally found Iron Furnace." We followed the signs, read the informational plaques, did some Iron Furnace Interpretive Dances, crossed that bridge when we came to it, and hid behind trees. Our stone-furnace bliss was ruined when a super creepy dude showed up with his bologna sandwich and asked if we wanted him to take a picture of us. And by "Take a Picture" he meant "take a picture of you in my trunk after I've murdered you in preparation of turning you into bologna sandwiches."
Leaving the Indian Head Resort, we went further north up into Franconia Notch. We saw a sign that said "Iron Furnace" with an arrow, and Lizzie and I were like "finally, after all of our searching during all of our trips, we have finally found Iron Furnace." We followed the signs, read the informational plaques, did some Iron Furnace Interpretive Dances, crossed that bridge when we came to it, and hid behind trees. Our stone-furnace bliss was ruined when a super creepy dude showed up with his bologna sandwich and asked if we wanted him to take a picture of us. And by "Take a Picture" he meant "take a picture of you in my trunk after I've murdered you in preparation of turning you into bologna sandwiches." 
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