Today I climbed Mount Washington with my dad. If you know anything of it, you know that it's no simple task. We drove into North Conway NH last night and stayed at a little place called the Inn at Ellis River, located in Jackson NH. A guy named Frank greeted us at the door and showed us around. It was around 8 PM and we'd gotten pretty hungry on the ride up from Lynn, Mass. so we decided to stop by a local restaurant to grab some food. The Red.....something....an off-brand Appelby type place. Chicken Parmesan was on the menu and at this point, having sat in a car for an additional 3 hours after the 10-hour ride from Pittsburgh to Boston, I didn't really care what went into my stomach, so chicken-parm it was. We finished and returned to the inn around 9:30, eager to try out the overly-puffy beds we spotted when we dropped off our bags. I lied in bed for a little and tried to read (which didnt work out very well), but ended up watching the end of Oceans Eleven which is always a great movie. I almost got a good night of sleep, but my dad started to snore around 11....which left me wondering what I could do to get him to stop. I tried a few things, momentarily waking him up, but the thunderous snoring would start again as soon as he fell asleep. The night somehow passed by. We woke up around 7 and tried to catch breakfast early so we could get on the mountain as soon as possible. Some belgian-style waffles and a coffee did the trick. We got into the car and drove about 10 minutes north to the base of our climb, a place called Pinkham Notch. Our arrival was met by slight rain and heavy clouds. Normally, my dad was telling me, you can see the summit from here. No such luck today, as the clouds covered multiple summits around the area. "This is going to be fun"
Monday, June 22, 2009
Boston Trip #1
Today I climbed Mount Washington with my dad. If you know anything of it, you know that it's no simple task. We drove into North Conway NH last night and stayed at a little place called the Inn at Ellis River, located in Jackson NH. A guy named Frank greeted us at the door and showed us around. It was around 8 PM and we'd gotten pretty hungry on the ride up from Lynn, Mass. so we decided to stop by a local restaurant to grab some food. The Red.....something....an off-brand Appelby type place. Chicken Parmesan was on the menu and at this point, having sat in a car for an additional 3 hours after the 10-hour ride from Pittsburgh to Boston, I didn't really care what went into my stomach, so chicken-parm it was. We finished and returned to the inn around 9:30, eager to try out the overly-puffy beds we spotted when we dropped off our bags. I lied in bed for a little and tried to read (which didnt work out very well), but ended up watching the end of Oceans Eleven which is always a great movie. I almost got a good night of sleep, but my dad started to snore around 11....which left me wondering what I could do to get him to stop. I tried a few things, momentarily waking him up, but the thunderous snoring would start again as soon as he fell asleep. The night somehow passed by. We woke up around 7 and tried to catch breakfast early so we could get on the mountain as soon as possible. Some belgian-style waffles and a coffee did the trick. We got into the car and drove about 10 minutes north to the base of our climb, a place called Pinkham Notch. Our arrival was met by slight rain and heavy clouds. Normally, my dad was telling me, you can see the summit from here. No such luck today, as the clouds covered multiple summits around the area. "This is going to be fun"
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