I climbed Mount Washington

On the final day of our vacation, we drove up Mount Washington. It was an "iffy" day down in the valley, but when we reached the peak, it was clear and we could see all around us. It was not sunny, but the clouds were high above us. We arrived just as the cog railway arrived, and Graham was fascinated with the steam. I think it may have helped him understand Thomas the Tank Engine a little bit more. We went into the observatory, checked out the Tip Top House, climbed to the actual summit, and watched the train. The way down was interesting in that the brakes were smoking -- the van doesn't have that low a gear to hold it back so we had to stop many times to cool off the brakes.

Here's Graham and Papa at the summit. No, Graham is not wearing orange diapers. He is potty-trained! We left Gramma and Papa's camper in Conway, and unloaded stuff from our van into theirs, and unfortunately, the long pants we'd set out for Graham got transferred. He's wearing one of Chuck's fleeces upside-down on his legs.

The next day, Graham was at the playground telling everyone that he climbed Mount Washington. He got some pretty strange looks from the adults, until he finally admitted that he went in the car!