From here it's up another 10 feet, then a nearly 120 degree twist, which takes me under a ledge to emerge straddling yet another series of gray rocks. I made it. Aaaah, but the victory of success is sweet. Here at the summit, amid hordes of people who have ascended either by car or train, the real break can be taken. There is even a cafeteria.
Life is good.
Adam Jones and I were given permission to ride anywhere on the Mt. Washington cog railway to photograph its operations. Alan turned out to be a very approachable individual, easy to talk with and fun to be around. Audiences were equally responsive with Hale's ability to present information in a clear and understandable manner. Winds were below hurricane force by this time, but almost all of the beaches were still closed to spectators because of rough surf. Here he is in front of Lizzie Borden's house in Fall River, Massachusetts.