Snurpy Back on the White Trail

Brought the little girl out to "The Ridge." an easy section of the Appalachian Trail located "nearby"--69 miles from home base to Flatbrookville Rd. The trail at this part is a fire road with great views on either side. We trecked about two-tenths of a mile on the gravel road and had a little photo shoot at this viewpoint. Only spent about half an hour enjoying the sweeping landscape views and the round trip in car was about 70 minutes each way. But it was worth the long haul--H needed a dose of the sights and smells to help fight her nature deficit disorder and Snurpy didn't seem to mind our dragging her outside again too much.

Happy Thanksgiving

Both the BIW's were ouut to join me for the annual and traditional post Thanksgiving day Hike. Bushwackked to Stahahe High Peak for the first off season visit. This time we ran down the hill to the lakeside and passed through the ghost camp to the northside of the lake and through the valley of boulders and a good climb up the Nurian trail to Island Pond Road and back out to the Falcon at the trailhead. All in all about 4 easy miles purposly cut short to get back to the girls waiting for our return. What am I most thankful for? Well lets just say a lot but right now its the warmer temps as this days trip in 2005 was wretched cold and windy well below freezing!

Song of the Open Road.

Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune—I myself am good fortune; Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Strong and content, I travel the open road. The earth—that is sufficient; I do not want the constellations any nearer; I know they are very well where they are; I know they suffice for those who belong to them. Mon enfant! I give you my hand! I give you my love, more precious than money, I give you myself, before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
-Walt Whitman