I lived in NH at one time and most winter weekends found me on Mt Washington. It's always cold and windy up there.
What do I remember most about Mt Washington?
It's the afterglow.
After a long, cold day on the mountain with the wind blowing, we would hike down at full speed and then burst into the warmth of Pinkham Notch.
Within seconds, our faces would burn red, our ears would buzz, our eyes would tear up and our fingers/toes would swell.
That's the afterglow.
It's a hard thing to describe, but if you're a winter person, you know what I mean for sure.
That's what I miss most about Mt Washington.