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Woke up and packed my bag slowly.  For today will be totally different from the rest.  The presidential range is 25 miles long.  A beautiful ridge, that feels like it never ends.  I got lost on the way up, but eventually made it to the top of Mt. Washington.  The last mile before the top it was a whole other climate.  Cold rain poured down instantly dropping my temperature.  I had to keep the same pace till the top or put on another set of clothes.  With not wanting to get all my clothes soaked, I kept pushing to the top.  I passed people wearing thick raincoats.  I got a lot of funny looks, being I was only wearing t-shirt and shorts.  At the top, I was in nothing but fog, I could only see ten feet in front of me.  Scoped out the original hotel and saw the bunks, kitchen, and lounge area.  After that, I went to the museum and hung out by the heater for four hours.  I couldn’t stop shaking.  Eventually, I dried off and got my confidence back up and I continued my journey to the Lake of the Clouds Hut.  I was tempted to do work for stay, but it was only 5:30 and I hadn’t done very many miles.  It was crazy, there had to be 120+ people sitting down for food.  After leaving, I walked into the beautiful sunset.  Was nice stealth camp spots on Mt. Clinton.