Michael D. Lemonick on Mount Washington.
My companions for the weekend seemed normal enough when we first met--a couple of high school teachers, an electrical engineer with his son and grandson, a woman in the wholesale food business and others. But as they eagerly dressed to go outside, I began to wonder. Certainly, even from indoors, the view was magnificent. At a few minutes before sunrise on a brilliant Sunday morning, the snow-covered mountains to the north and west were tinted pink while the valleys below still lay in shadow. But venturing out didn't seem like the wisest move: the temperature hovered around --10° F, and the...
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