I could write a mini-series of posts based on this experience...what not to pack for dinner when you have to eat while driving, my crazy dreams, less distance doesn’t necessarily mean less time, trail angels, a lesson in mental toughness and the feeling of accomplishment now that the journey is complete.
It's amazing the number of people who don’t know the location of Mount Washington, nor that it is the highest peak in the Northeast.
My traverse covered roughly twenty miles over the course of two days and included seven summits over 4,000 feet.
Currently, I am very sore, catching up on sleep and extremely thankful that I am no longer stepping on miles upon miles of rocks.
I’ll check back in soon, but until then, here is the only picture I have of myself...still smiling (on Mount Madison) so you know it was early on.
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