After realizing that we never climbed a mountain together, Brad and I decided to tackle the fairly easy Mount Monadnock in New Hampshire. The weather started out cool, but soon climbed to an unexpected seventy degrees, making the hike very warm and sticky. We stayed in the state park and cooked steak burritos in tin foil over the fire and drank wine like true rednecks from handmade "wine glasses" made from the tops of our water bottles. Unfortunately we didn't bring enough padding to comfortably sleep on the twisted roots and hard ground, so we both only slept for about an hour with our muscles aching from the hike.
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