My work team is a unique place. While some get wined and dined, we get taken outside. So Thursday, a day before my flight to Spain we took a 2 hour drive to New Hampshire to hike a mountain.
Per the all knowledgeable Wikipedia Mount Monadnock, or Grand Monadnock in NH , known for its presence in the writings of Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau. It is the most prominent mountain peak between the White Mountains of New Hampshire and the Massachusetts Berkshires. It has long been known as one of the most frequently climbed mountains in the world!
At 3,165 feet (965 m), Mount Monadnock is nearly 1,000 feet (300 m) higher than any other mountain peak within 30 miles (48 km) and rises 2,000 feet (600 m) above the surrounding landscape.
Now can you picture 10 tax accountants climbing a mountain? Nah neither did I unless it’s a mountain of numbers.
Most of us wear our hiking shoes once a year when we do this. Some of my co-workers purchased hiking shoes just for this. Now let me tell you a few things about Mount Monadnock. It may be only 2 hours away from Boston but I feel serious pains once a year and I can tell you it’s not from a marathon.
This is my third year doing the hike with my co-workers. First year it was cold, there was snow on top but the path was dry. Second year was hell! It was raining and our hike was more of a slip and slide!
This year the weather couldn’t have been more perfect! The foliage was beautiful!
It’s a long way to the top!
But totally worth it!
It remains clear largely because of fires set by early settlers. The first major fire, set in 1800 to clear the lower slopes for pasture, swept through the stands of virgin red spruce on the summit and flanks of the mountain. Further fires and hurricane damage left the forests a tangle of fallen timber. Between 1810 and 1820, local farmers, who believed that wolves were denning in the blowdowns, set fire to the mountain again. The conflagration raged for weeks, destroying the topsoil and denuding the mountain above 2,000 feet (610 m).
Such a long way down but the view was just as lovely.
We wined and dined afterwards but I decided not to weird out my coworkers by being paparazzi. Now I am a runner and not a mountain climber and I will be doing my limping swagger for the next week until my quads recover. Luckily I’ll be limping around Spain.