Just after I turned 60 I decided I wanted to climb a mountain. It meant losing a bunch of weight and getting into something approximating decent shape. One fantastic side benefit was that my then 13 year-old grandson, Joe, decided to train and tackle the climb with me. We spent a wonderful winter and spring that year traveling and hiking together to get ready.
So here we were climbing Mt. Washington in NH - on the Tuckerman Ravine trail.
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