A ranger's duties
The summer that I spent mapping glacial geology from a camp at Chimney Pond, I assisted Chris Drew (he was then CP ranger, so that dates me) with many unbelievable night rescues from the Knife Edge and elsewhere on the mountain during rainstorms, etc. To this day I have never seen so many ill-prepared people hiking in the Whites or in any mountain environment on the planet as I encountered that summer in Baxter, by whatever standard, total numbers, per capita, or any other metric. That summer, Katahdin seemed like a magnet to those without a clue.
About that time, authorities at Denali National Park were encountering the same problems, so their solution was to lighten up on the regs, with their thought being that perhaps folks would take on more personal responsibility, assuming that they were expecting automatic rescue tagged to their climbing permits, etc. For the most part, this change worked for Denali.
The funniest (not ha, ha funny) story of my summer at CP was meeting a guy that Chris had to bust for at least five violations, including: 1) hiking without signing in/out, hiking with a dog, carrying a fishing rod, traveling off trail, illegal camping (the guy did not know where he had spent the previous night, but it was above treeline), and probably a few other infractions that I cannot remember.
But, to put Katahdin in its proper context, later during the same winter that I got busted for hiking the Knife Edge at night, a group of six ice climbers on Pamola Peak got nailed by an unseen March storm (these are notorious on Katahdin, and commonly build out of view to the west from CP), were forced to bivi just below the summit, and suffered one death and one double amputation of the legs due to severe frostbite. Two of the leaders had pioneered some of the hardest ice climbing routes on Katahdin.