Growing up in Massachusetts I have always had a spoon-fed appreciation for the Fall, and all of its glorious foliage. I guess when you are younger you tend to totally disregard pleasant scenes in nature, and focus more on how much candy you are going to be getting this Halloween or how much it sucks to be back in school. Ahh youth. Foliage in New Hampshire is as beautiful as any cliche you've seen in pictures or movies. I swear we could practically smell the apple cider and pumpkin pies as we drove through the towns surrounding Exeter, NH (due to a slight navigation misstep).
Hmmmm...so how would one ruin something so seemingly perfect? Answer: go to a conservative community and canvas for a democratic candidate along a busy rural route (re: tons of motorcycles, honking, and trucks). We ran into the avoiders (sent their children to say they were "busy"), the aggros ("I'm voting for John "F-ing" McCain"), and the unexplainable ("I wish Palin would switch sides and run as Obama's VP" - wa wa what!?).
Yes, it may sound like I am bitching a bit, but canvassing is definitely something I would recommend every adult does at least once (begrudgingly: no matter your political leanings). Get involved and stop complaining about the state of our country.
On the flip-side, if you should ever decide to go to New Hampshire for the "peeping", make sure you go during the right time of year for the area of the state that you are going to be visiting. This is typically early to mid-October in New England. Get you booties out there.