"Home of The Worst Weather on Earth". (Mount Washington)

Yesterday, after eating lunch at Dylan's Cafe, we drove to Mount Washington, home of the worst weather on Earth. It is also a national forest. We got there rather late, about 4 or 5. We waited in a long line, and came to the foot of this great mountain. We paid 45 dollars to get up the mountain and we're told to stay on a low gear and also to not put on air conditioning. We were also told to stay 15 to 20 mi., and to yield to traffic coming down.

We put in their auto road tour CD in the jeep. Then we rolled down the window and prepared for the ride.

At the knees of the mountain, there was the recognizable maple, pine, and spruce. The knees were mostly covered by by shaded trees.

Further on, there were more littler trees that were... amazingly, hundreds of years old. Even in the extreme cold. They were very twisty, and cooly - made by God.

Later, we saw some pretty cool stuff. There was a wide open area as we went around the mountain, where you could see all of the other mountain ranges. They were about our height.

All throughout this time, we kept the suggested speed, and saw people in front of us (coming down) and people behind us. It was kind of scary.

Not as scary as what we were about to do though.

We entered a curvy, narrow road called the "Oh my God" curve.

And it was the "Oh my God" curve. It turned and twisted, and the road was made out of dirt! We went up a big slope, not seeing the road, only the little bit of what was in front of us. We saw beautiful blue and green mountains that glittered in the distance. Mom got scared and went down, not daring to look up again. Rebecca was on the in side, so she wasn't scared either. The driver, Dad, was looking around, sweat pouring from his neck. He kept going," Woo hoo! Woo hoo! This is crazy." He looked around a lot. "Focus on driving, " Mom said.

During this whole time, I wasn't scared, enjoying the view and capturing it with my video camera. It was breathtaking! (literally, the air was short.)

At other points along the road, we stopped at pull offs and enjoyed the view.

We, after 45 minutes, made it up to the top. It was freezing! I wore two shirts and a jacket.

There was an observatory, a store and tiny cafe. Also up there, was a train track that went down the mountain! Dang! I'm never doing that!

We parked in the parking lot, and went up many steps to get to the summit. Up in that environment, it was cold, and there were no trees or plants, save tiny grass and rocks. That was all.

We went into the building, and I ate harvest garden soup, that warmed me up and made my lips thaw. It was very good.

We went into the store, and I got a cool long sleeve shirt. I changed into it. It was blue, and very cool! (another pun!)

We took our picture on the elevation sign, and then went back down to our car. We then took a short drive back down.

While up on that summit, I saw a great view from the highest point of New England. It really made me realize,"I'm this high up. " Our trip to Mt. Washington was an amazing experience!

I like how the audio tour guide ended the CD, "You have now joined the long list of many people who have been to the summit of Mt. Washington: explorers, tourists, competitors, and family members. We hope you join us again soon."

We came back to the R.V. Park (Sugar Ridge in Vermont, sorry I didn't mention it earlier) at about 9:24. I had the bed in that night, and slept soundly.

Lizzie Bourne was the first women to fall off Mt. Washington,

Andrew.