Climbers love me, year by year, My paths are steep but never drear. Though not so tall, my fame is great, I’m climbed by many at fast a rate! What am I?
A mountain pass with peaks so high, Where echoes meet the open sky. A notch between two rugged lands, Where nature’s beauty takes its stand! What am I?
A river carved me, smooth and steep, Where rushing waters laugh and leap. Between my walls, the echoes stay, A stunning sight along the way! What am I?
A town where ships once ruled the sea, With cobbled streets and history. A salty breeze, a lighthouse bright, My past and present shine with light! What am I?
With trails so vast and trees so tall, My beauty shines in every fall. A place where nature calls to thee, I stretch across the land so free! What am I?
I touch the clouds, the winds do roar, My peak is feared, yet hikers adore. The Northeast’s tallest, bold and grand, In wintertime, few dare to stand! What am I?
On late-night screens, I crack a joke, My monologues make people choke (with laughter!). A host so sharp, with humor grand, From NH's hills to TV land! Who am I?
A teacher bold, she touched the sky, With dreams so big, she aimed so high. A shuttle flight, a tragic day, But still she shines in every way! Who am I?
A voice so sweet, both young and bold, On stage and screen, her story’s told. She sang her way to all our hearts, A star whose fame will not depart! Who am I?
A writer’s pen, a tale so deep, My stories often make you weep. The world I build, both dark and bright, My novels hold you through the night! Who am I?
I walked through woods on snowy days, My words describe New England ways. My poems stand the test of time, And many know my lines still rhyme! Who am I?
A voice so strong in courts he stood, His words were sharp, his speeches good. He fought for laws, his name held high, A statesman known to clarify! Who am I?
Stand-up jokes with wit so bold, A Granite State voice that never gets old. A comic queen with jokes that sting, Making crowds laugh is her thing! Who am I?
With wheels below and balance neat, I help you glide upon your feet. A future ride so sleek and small, But watch your step, don’t take a fall! What am I?
A tiny strip with mighty might, It locks things down, keeps things tight. Invented here, it grips so strong, A simple fix that lasts so long! What am I?
Built for trails both rough and steep, Through rain and mud, my grip runs deep. My yellow tree is known so well, A rugged boot you’ll love to tell! What am I?
Snowflakes fly and sleds go fast, A winter fest that’s built to last. Dartmouth’s fun when cold winds blow, With ski jumps, ice, and tons of snow! What am I?
A treaty signed to end a fight, In Portsmouth’s halls, by candlelight. Two nations met, agreed to peace, So war and battles soon would cease! What am I?
Spooky sights and costumes bright, We march through town on a ghostly night. With tricks and treats and laughter bold, A tale of fright and fun retold! What am I?
Cut from ponds and stacked so high, Before freezers, I got folks by. Packed in sawdust, cold and neat, I helped to keep their food so sweet! What am I?
Every four years, before the rest, We cast our votes and pick the best. Candidates come, they shake our hands, The nation watches our commands! What am I?
I’m made of corn and cooked just right, Served warm and golden, what a sight! Old traditions keep me true, A New England classic, tried and true! What am I?
A treat so pure, just like the snow, The sweetest taste you'll ever know. It melts so quick upon your tongue, A winter joy for old and young! What am I?
A chilly treat with chocolate swirls, Peanut butter cups give me curls. Named for tracks but found in cones, I’m loved from towns to mountain zones! What am I?
An old-time drink both tart and sweet, With ginger spice, it’s quite the treat. Farmers drank it in the past, A sip of me will make you last! What am I?
A salty crunch, a perfect snack, Grab a bag, there’s no turning back. Made in the Granite State with pride, In every bite, the flavor’s wide! What am I?