“Lincoln is the kind of place that makes you forget what you were rushing toward.” I thought it while walking Lincoln’s Main Street, where the mountains framed the shops like a movie set. The air smelled faintly of chimney smoke and pine, and the pace—bless it—was gentle. I had come for a few standout sights: the Ice Castles, a mountain ride or two, maybe a forest trail. What I found was a town that balances whimsy and wilderness in the best kind of way.
Best Things to Do in Lincoln, NH
Main Street
I started on Main Street, where the storefronts are a mix of old-school general stores, ice cream counters, and outfitters stacked with fleece and flannel. I browsed locally made candles and picked up a souvenir mug that said “White Mountains Coffee Club.” I hadn’t had coffee yet—but I knew I’d earn it.
Hobo Railroad
Hobo Railroad was my next stop, a nostalgic ride through New Hampshire woods in vintage coaches. I boarded with a cinnamon bun from a nearby café and sat beside a big window as the train rocked gently down the tracks. Trees gave way to open fields and back again. Families waved, kids gasped at the conductor’s jokes, and I just breathed in the warm scent of wood and diesel. “Traveling slowly has its own kind of thrill,” I thought.
Ice Castles
As dusk settled, I visited the Ice Castles. There’s something ethereal about walking through frozen tunnels glowing blue from within. Water dripped, lights flickered under the ice, and every turn revealed a new sculpture or fountain frozen mid-dance. I stood under a spire that looked like a chandelier built by winter itself. It felt like stepping into a snow globe someone forgot to shake.
Moose Brook State Park
In the morning, I wandered through Moose Brook State Park. There weren’t many people—just trees, a distant river, and a crisp wind that carried the scent of spruce. I hiked a short trail and paused at the brook, which gurgled over rocks like it had nowhere else to be. I didn’t either, for once.
Flume Gorge
Flume Gorge was more dramatic. A narrow boardwalk clings to the side of a granite canyon as water roars below. Moss glowed neon in the wet shade, and the walls reached up like open hands. I took it slow, letting the spray hit my face as I crossed under the Avalanche Falls. “How is this real?” I remember whispering, mostly to myself.
White Mountain National Forest
Later, I drove into the White Mountain National Forest, where road curves gave way to epic overlooks and forests that stretched like green oceans. I pulled off, hiked a short trail, and sat on a flat boulder in the sun. The only sound was wind moving through branches and a few distant birds. I didn’t check my phone once.
Whale’s Tale Water Park
To shift gears, I stopped at Whale’s Tale Water Park—yes, in the middle of the mountains. I slid down a twisting waterslide, screamed (out loud, unapologetically), and floated the lazy river with a smile I couldn’t shake. The smell of sunscreen and fried dough filled the air. It felt like summer had been waiting for me.
Attitash Mountain Resort
Attitash Mountain Resort offered winter’s version of adrenaline—ski runs, zip lines, and a scenic chairlift that carried me into the clouds. I didn’t ski this time, but I took the lift anyway, just to see the white-draped treetops and feel the wind carve against my jacket. “This view makes everything feel smaller in a good way,” I thought.
Cannon Mountain
Cannon Mountain came next, with its aerial tram that climbs over Franconia Notch. It’s a short ride, but the impact is big—jagged ridgelines, valleys sunk with shadow, and peaks that poke above the tree line. I stood at the top for a long time, looking toward Canada and wondering how many people had stood there before me, feeling just as quieted.
Franconia Notch State Park
Franconia Notch State Park felt like a natural ending. I hiked one of the easier trails, passed a family picnicking by Echo Lake, and eventually found myself at the Old Man of the Mountain memorial. The cliff face is empty now, but the story lingers. It reminded me how landscapes shape memory—even after the landmark is gone.
Dinner at The Steak House
I wrapped the day with dinner at The Steak House, a classic local spot with leather booths and a chalkboard of specials. I ordered the sirloin with garlic butter and mashed potatoes. The steak was seared just right—juicy, charred, and perfectly pink inside. The scent of grilled meat and warm bread made everything feel earned. A slice of maple cream pie sealed the deal.
More Places to Eat in Lincoln, NH
- Gypsy Café – I always stop here when I’m in the mood for something bold and creative. You’ll love the colorful décor, the global-inspired menu, and the cocktails—they’re as fun as they are delicious.
- Black Mtn. Burger Co. – If you’re craving a big, satisfying meal, this is your place. I’ve devoured their gourmet burgers more than once, and you’ll find the casual, cozy vibe perfect after a long hike or ski day.
- Woodstock Inn Brewery – I keep coming back here for the craft beer and hearty pub food. You can grab a steak, try a flight, and settle into that warm, rustic New England atmosphere. You won’t want to leave.
Lincoln At a Glance
- Drive Time from Concord: ~1 hour north
- Vibe: Storybook mountain town with heart
- Highlights: Ice castles, forest hikes, scenic trains, mountaintop views, small-town charm
- Best Time to Visit: Winter for snow adventures; summer for hikes and water park fun
- Cost: Moderate; many outdoor activities are low-cost, while resorts and attractions vary
- Hours: Most attractions open during daylight; dining and lodging available into evening
- Address Base: Start from Main Street and explore outward from town center
Travel Tips: Best Time to Visit Lincoln, NH
From my experience, you’ve got two sweet spots: If you want color-drenched forests and that crisp mountain air, go in fall (September–October). But if you’re more into tubing, hiking, or just basking in summer sunshine, I say aim for June–August. I went in summer, and you really can’t go wrong. Winter’s for snow lovers—especially if you ski at Loon Mountain—and spring’s quieter, perfect if you like fewer crowds and waterfall hikes.
How to Get to Lincoln, NH
- By Car: I drove up from Boston—just two hours on I-93, straight to Exit 32. Super easy.
- By Plane: If you’re flying in, I’d recommend Manchester-Boston Regional Airport (MHT). From there, it’s about 90 minutes to town.
- By Bus: You could also hop on Concord Coach Lines from Boston or Logan Airport—I’ve taken it and it’s comfortable.
Where to Stay in Lincoln, NH
- RiverWalk Resort at Loon Mountain – If you’re into upscale, condo-style comfort, this one impressed me big time.
- Indian Head Resort – I saw a lot of happy families here. You’ll appreciate the relaxed vibe and fun amenities.
- Holiday Inn Express & Suites Lincoln East – I like a place with a solid breakfast, and this one delivers.
Final Thoughts
Lincoln isn’t trying to impress you—but it will. Whether you’re climbing through granite gorges, watching waterfalls, or biting into a perfect steak, the town gives you permission to feel everything a little more. I left with boots scuffed, hands cold, and a head full of fresh air and glowing ice. And somehow, I was lighter than when I’d arrived.
Jump to a Spot...
- • Flume Gorge
- • Covered pedestrian bridge in the Flume Gorge in Lincoln, New Hampshire
- • White Mountain National Forest
- • Whale’s Tale Water Park
- • Cloudland Falls, White Mountains, New Hampshire
- • New Hampshire White Mountains -Lincoln
- • Attitash Mountain Resort
- • Cannon Mountain
- • Franconia Notch State Park
- • Dinner at The Steak House