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June 17, 2015 Mount Washington, Presidential Range, N.H.

One Photo, One Story: A Huge Dayhike in the Presidential Range

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By Michael Lanza

As soft evening light filtered through thin, high clouds, we hiked toward the 6,288-foot summit of Mount Washington, highest in the Northeast. It was the final uphill hump of a 17-mile dayhike over the four peaks of New Hampshire’s Northern Presidential Range, an outing that would ultimately stretch over more than 15 hours and end well after dark—the longest, hardest, and possibly the proudest adventure ever for the three teenage boys in our group. I captured this image of my 14-year-old son, Nate, hiking up Washington, with the peaks we had already climbed arrayed in the background. Continue reading →

June 29, 2014 Hiking Mount Adams.

One Photo, One Story: Dayhiking the Presidential Range

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By Michael Lanza

We scramble up the blocky talus of 5,799-foot Mt. Adams, reaching the second-highest point in New Hampshire’s White Mountains at 6:45 a.m. Pausing just long enough for a few quick photos, we drop a knee-crunching, ankle-wrenching 700 vertical feet in a mile to Edmands Col, then regain that elevation in a half-mile climb to the top of Jefferson, at 5,716 feet.

My friend Mark Fenton and I are attempting what is arguably the archetypal huge dayhike, the “Death March” of New Hampshire’s Presidential Range. Walking north to south, we’ll cover 20 miles and about 8,500 feet of uphill, tagging all nine summits along the way, from Mt. Madison to Mt. Pierce, including the Northeast’s highest, 6,288-foot Mt. Washington. Continue reading →

September 2, 2010

Step Onto Rock. Repeat 50,000 Times: A Presidential Range ‘Death March’

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By Michael Lanza

I shine my headlamp on my watch as we start up the Daniel Webster Trail: 3:35 a.m. My head has that squeezed, hungover feeling from not enough sleep; the four hours we grabbed on the floor of Mark’s van after driving up here last night fell a few hours shy of rejuvenating. But we don’t have the luxury of a later start. We have a bus to catch this afternoon. And nine mountains stand between us and the bus stop.

My friend Mark Fenton and I are attempting what is arguably the archetypal huge dayhike, the “Death March” of New Hampshire’s Presidential Range. Continue reading →

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