Nearly 22 years later Ben and I finally have our picture taken on the summit of Mount Washington. We climbed it by way of Tuckerman’s Ravine and descended by way of Davis and Boott Spur trails. Our most memorable hike which of course means the most painful and poorly executed one. The bear, appropriately named Tucker, was a gift after and sports a t-shirt that says: I Did It – 8-17-02. We did not take a summit photo at the time because waiting in a long line of tourists who had driven up or ridden the cog railway seemed pointless. The fatigue of hours of climbing may have been a factor as well. In this picture we are two of the cog railway tourists.