I lost a good friend on Mt Adams in the '80's, they spent two nights in a stone hut hoping to summit, were on their way down and were lifted off by a 100+ mph gust while roped together, Ken went head first into a rock. Both were experienced mountaineers, Ken was going to be Salutatorian of his class at UMOrono, used to ride his bicycle home to upstate NY on breaks.
RIP Ken Hokenson, still miss you buddy.

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