I just got back from a hike in the Presidential Range of the mighty White Mountains in Hew Hampshire where we were greeted by hail, fog, wind, rain and near freezing temperatures.
It’s not every day in July that you get to wear mitts and a warm hat. All of this only 200 miles south of Montreal. The only thing that comes close is sailing on the St-Lawrence east of Rimouski.
Three meteorological systems converge to give this area the worst weather in the world. It’s kinda like the Cape Horn of bad weather.
The scenery is phantasmagoric and most of our stay was INSIDE the clouds. It really feels like another world entirely and, in a way, it is.
Check out the pictures, courtesy of my hiking partner Jo.