As we summited Mt. Moosilauke, we encountered a dark, roiling bank of clouds tumbling along above the barren mountain peaks. A good part of the mountain was above the tree line, so we hurried along, enjoying the view and hoping the rain would hold off till we made camp.
A cairn, marking the trail above tree-line
The difference between the mountains under the cloud cover and those beyond it
Our rocky road
The last one tastes like ice cream! But great shots man. Did you make the rock pile?
No. People other than me did and they made lots more too.