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Originally Posted by bclaker
On Labor Day 1970(?) I climbed Mount Chocorua and spent the night in the Jim Liberty Cabin, with 5 others. As it got dark we sat outside watching both a full moon and a forest fire creep, up over Mount Whittier. The next morning I hiked over to Middle Sister and got lost on the way back and decided to just keep going rather than go back and find the trail. I ended up down over a steep cliff. With luck I was able to get back up, with the help of a 1" bush, without it breaking loose. What is it that makes Middle Sister so scary? Maybe Chocorua's curse!!!
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Looks like we followed in your footsteps one year removed. Not certain what it is about Chocorua but the only other mountain I’ve climbed that holds a similar mystique was Mount Moosilauke.