Fog

7/2/12          

        Although it seemed later to me when Primate pulled the car away from our campsite, Dr. Bobo said, "It's 7:55."

        The weather had been good last night and we experienced no rain nor dew, but the ground clothes, tent, and my bedding felt damp when I packed them.

        Primate drove us west towards Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. By 11:30AM we arrived at the visitor's center at the start of the "drive yourself" road up the mountain. We decided to pay for a narrated van ride lasting one and a half hours round trip.

        Views at lower elevations were best, express-train clouds obscured the mountaintop at 6,288 feet. Hail greeted us as we disembarked from the van. Would we be able to get photos of ourselves at the summit?

        We toured the gift shop and museum in the same building, then checked outside. Although clouds blocked the sun, the rain and hail had moved on. We took photos, visited the Tip Top House hotel cum museum, established 1853, then an original weather observation building, and took a look at one cog-driven trains parked at the summit before jumping back into the van for the ride down.

Train On The Summit Of Mt. Washington.

        Whoever said getting to the top needed to be difficult?

        We drove west into Vermont, our next high point objective.

        Low points - twenty two; high points - seventeen. Primate relaxed more today as we drove 249 miles.