Route Climbed: Beaver Brook Trail Date Climbed: August 31, 1997
This was my second trip to the Whites. I hiked up with Rob, Robyn, and Diana. Diana insisted we carry up a jar of pickles for her that initially got some strange stares but were good for our pita lunch once we got to the top. The weather was great, the summit was crowded, and we saw a few gliders flying around overhead. A bit windy on top so windbreakers were useful.
"After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world."
--Oscar Wilde on Absinthe