This is a weird link to be on the front page of HN.

> "A niche, fringe project, but one that resonated deeply with me because these are my mountains. This is my backyard."

I grew up smack in the middle of the White Mountains with a clear view of the presidential peaks. I have to say, at no point did I think, "Huh, I really should climb all those."

That said, for pre-season high school cross country training one year, we jogged up to the visitor center at the top of Mt. Washington. Not many people can say they did that. I also had friends who had summer jobs hauling building supplies and tools up and down the Appalachian trails to maintain the trails and huts. They were in insane shape when school started from carrying bags of concrete mix or a stack of bricks up and back every day.