Maine

and BOOM there it is, 120 miles away! I remember that as a kid growing up in central Maine. You're very lucky to have a view of it from your home.

Out here in southern Arizona, when I'm up near the top of the Santa Catalina mountain range northeast of Tucson, on a clear day I can see the much less-steeply-sloped silhouette of Mt. Baldy about 125 miles away near the New Mexico border to the northeast in the Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest. It's just a slightly higher, slightly darker and greener-tinted place on a distant horizon broken by some closer peaks. But every time I see it I remember the feeling of wanderlust that would come over me when I'd see distant Mt. Washington. I think it's the steepness of the mountain that makes it look so arresting. Mt. Katahdin would affect me similarly, though it had its own very different mystique to me.