Tour de Mount Washington

Nobody likes waking up to the sound of a screeching alarm clock, but when conditions are forecasted to be as good as they were last Sunday, I’ll wake up to just about anything.

Howie, Taylor, Road Dust and I met up at Mount Washington’s Cog Railroad parking lot under clear skies, and in warming temperatures we found a small group of fellow comrades strapping on skins, packing away beer, food and other essentials for the long trudge to the Great Gulf. Our efforts to seek out Washington’s corned-up slopes would prove to be a very rewarding endeavor.

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Damian Riddle a.k.a. Road Dust hikes along the Cog’s tracks.

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To our surprise and moments after we crossed the tracks, the Cog rolled by full of waving tourists.

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Taylor VanWinkle nears the top of the Great Gulf.

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Adam Howard drops into Airplane finding good corn.

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Taylor VanWinkle proving that a season of skiing everyday can really pay off. Good form!

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Turn repayment. Hiking back out of Airplane…well worth the sweat.

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“We can drop down into Monroe Brook or hike it over to Tuckerman and see if we can get a ride around,” Howie said. We opted for the latter. Conditions in the Ravine, even at 6 p.m., were still prime.

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Taylor VanWinkle finding his rhythm high on the snowfield of Tuckerman.

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A psyched group of amigos after a killer day touring Mount Washington’s corny slopes.

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