The view from Mt. Chocorua

That's Mt. Washington covered with snow in the distance, and that's my backpack in the foreground. This is at 3,475 feet.

From Wikipedia:
"It is believed that Chocorua was a real Native American, although no authentic records of his life exist. About 1720 Chocorua was on friendly terms with settlers and, in particular, the Campbell family that had a home in the valley now called Tamworth. Chocorua was called away and left his son in the care of the Campbell family. The boy found and drank a poison that Mr. Campbell had made to eliminate troublesome foxes, and Chocorua returned to find his son had died. Chocorua, distraught with grief, pledged revenge on the family. Shortly thereafter, Mr. Campbell returned home one afternoon to find his wife and children had been slain. Campbell suspected Chocorua and pursued him up the mountain that today bears his name. Chocorua was wounded by a shot from Campbell's rifle. Before Campbell could reach him, Chocorua uttered a curse upon the white settlers and their homes, livestock, and crops, and leapt from the summit to his death."

According to my friend Peter, the white settlers did have horrible crops for several years after this curse was uttered, due to a lengthy period of mineral deficient soil.