Your prompt reminded me of a hike I did reciently, not to Mt. Washington but to Mt. Whiteface and Mt. Passaconaway. For me it was the second hike of a grueling weekend with a 20 mile trip into Zealand the day before. This 12 mile hike was an absolute sufferfest. My feet were killing me by the time I got to the summit (boots were too tight and I lost several toenails from that hike) and I was just miserable. But a buddy had invited me and I told him I would be there, so there I was.
He on the other hand was fresh, had a light pack (mine was nearly full as I'm training for some big backpacking adventures this summer) and loved the hike. I slowed him down quite a bit I'm sure as there was no spring in my step. So it is a great example of two people at the same place at the same time with a vastly different experience.
Your prompt reminded me of a hike I did reciently, not to Mt. Washington but to Mt. Whiteface and Mt. Passaconaway. For me it was the second hike of a grueling weekend with a 20 mile trip into Zealand the day before. This 12 mile hike was an absolute sufferfest. My feet were killing me by the time I got to the summit (boots were too tight and I lost several toenails from that hike) and I was just miserable. But a buddy had invited me and I told him I would be there, so there I was.
He on the other hand was fresh, had a light pack (mine was nearly full as I'm training for some big backpacking adventures this summer) and loved the hike. I slowed him down quite a bit I'm sure as there was no spring in my step. So it is a great example of two people at the same place at the same time with a vastly different experience.