Route Climbed: Probably all of them Date Climbed: Probably a dozen times, 1992-1998
I've climbed Lafayette in the winter, at night, during a snow storm, on my Appalachian Trail thru-hike... I've been alone on the summit several times, and I've shared it with a hundred other people.
My first time up Lafayette was probably the most memorable. I was 16 years old when a friend (also 16) and I decided that hiking looked cool. Neither of us had a clue about what to expect. Our only experience was from James Fenimore Cooper and Louis L'Amour books. With far more enthusiasm than foresight, we planned a two-day loop hike through the Pemigewasset Wilderness Area.
I didn't carry a sleeping bag in those days because they didn't use such things in the "Last of the Mohicans." However, we did carry a masks, snorkels, and a hatchet (We'd seen photos of the crystal clear streams and thought that snorkeling in them would be fun. And, of course, what woodsman doesn't carry a hatchet?).
On the hike, we had most of our food stolen by a bear, drank untreated, mosquito larvae infested beaver pond water, cooked over little fires we made in the middle of the trail, and got no sleep at all. But...we made it! I've been hooked ever since.