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It’s always better to be safe than sorry…

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Now that I am getting older (not that old), I actually plan for emergency situations during even my most routine hikes. When I was younger, the thought of carrying a first aid kit with me never entered my mind. If I got a cut or twisted an ankle, I took 500 mg of suck it up and dealt with it when I finished the hike.

These days, I do have to admit that I have a little bit of a fear that if something happens to me while I am hiking, I might have to spend the night in the woods. For a situation like this, I believe that I am prepared if this does happen.

A good way to prevent spending a potentially long, cold and painful night in the woods from happening is to think proactively. First and foremost,  you should write an itinerary of where you will be hiking. I always leave a written record of where I will be parking, the route I will be taking and how long I think my hike will take. If I think that I am going to go over the time that I allotted, I text that person and let them know that. Of course getting a cell phone signal at times can be challenging out in the woods, but at some point you will get one. Regardless of your age, I strongly suggest that everyone do this. Many people have spent days in the woods and elsewhere because no one knew where they were. Case in point-Aron Ralston.

Here is what I currently carry in my daypack:

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Starting from left to right on the top:

  1. A Back Country First Aid Book. It covers care for every conceivable ailment or injury that you could incur out in the woods.
  2. A small shelter (space blanket) that will offer protection in the rain, wind, snow and the chill of the night if you are caught outside even in the summer.
  3. Along with a lighter, I carry waterproof matches.
  4. Of course bug spay.
  5. A small pouch that has gauze pads, band aids, Povidone-Iodine U. S. P. Prep Pads and antiseptic towelettes.
  6. The package marked Bandaging Materials has many of the same things as the red pouch, just in larger sizes.
  7. Pain relieving antiseptic spray.

Now this doesn’t seem like much, but for most of the minor to moderate things that can happen to you during a hike, I am more than prepared to deal with them. Especially if I am hiking with smaller children, a bee sting or bug bite can be made more comfortable until they get home! I keep all of these items in large baggies to make sure that they stay dry and all of this doesn’t take up much room in my pack. That leaves plenty of space for water, snacks, my camera, ipod, etc.

Finally, I did purchase two first aid kits off of Amazon for my daypack. If you do a  little research on the web, you can certainly make your own First Aid Kit by going to your local pharmacy or grocery store and buying everything that you need there. This is what I have done to replenish the items that I have used.

If you have any suggestions or would like to share what you currently use, please do so. Let’s learn from each other!!!!

Mt. Beacon-(Don’t Be Afraid)

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Even though I have spent the better part of the last twenty five years hiking the Hudson Valley, I have never hiked Mt. Beacon. I don’t know whether just looking at it the many times that I drove by it or seeing its massive form from a distance scared me away, but I never did get the courage to do it-until the other day.

At this point I have to give a huge shout out to Sonia and Vanessa, friends of mine who have hiked Mt. Beacon many times. I don’t whether it was them actually shaming me into finally making the hike, but after saying that I would, I certainly couldn’t back out. It just wouldn’t be worth the abuse.

I pulled into the parking lot right off of Route 9D at about 6:15 am and was surprised at the amount of cars already in the lot. As I got my pack ready for the climb, two hikers came out of the woods and after a short conversation I learned that they had hiked all the way to the fire tower (4.4 miles up and back with a total ascent of 1561  feet). My goal for the day was a little more modest. I would just being hiking to the overlook, a hike that would be 2.4 miles up and back with a total ascent of 1004 feet.

Starting in the parking lot on the red trail, the first thing that I noticed was that although not that steep, you immediately start going uphill.

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As I rounded the curve in the picture above, I saw in the distance a set of steel stairs that looked pretty intimidating.

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I will admit that at first I thought, “this is absolutely friggin crazy, why am I doing this?” Once I started climbing the stairs, however, I quickly noticed that the distance between each stair was not like being in a building. On this staircase each step is closer to the next than a traditional set of stairs, making the climb much easier on the legs!

After reaching the top of the stairs, the trail quickly turn left and moves steadily and steeply uphill.

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That’s right folks, no camera tricks here. This is literally what the entire climb to the overlook is like. Even though switchbacks can sometimes give you a little relief from a climb, that is not the case here. You just keep climbing and climbing and….you get the point. Not only is the climb constant, it is steep.

In my case it took me 45-50 minutes to get to the top. Having not done the hike before, I didn’t want to kill myself just getting to the viewpoint so even though I didn’t stop, I did proceed at a slower pace than normal. As I approached the top, I saw a brick building to my right and realized that I had finally made it!

About 100 feet from this spot you get some of the best views in the entire region. Here are pictures of the Newburgh Beacon Bridge, the Hudson River and north and south on the Hudson.

After spending almost an hour exploring the area, I decided that it was time to head back down to the parking lot and unfortunately civilization. I know that the next time I hike Mt. Beacon, I will make the trek to the fire tower.

If you haven’t done this hike, I strongly encourage that you do so. Don’t let a fear of its steepness or difficulty frighten you away from some incredible views. You would only be robbing yourself of a great hike.

 

Another Week, Another Flea Market

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I usually don’t do this, but I have to tell you about a vendor who deserves a huge shout out. I have to tell you, I really do enjoy burning incense. It helps calm me and makes my house smell great! With that said, I even have different flavors of incense  for the many different types of music that I listen to. I have bought incense from him on several occasions and the incense that he sells is  of the highest quality. It has a nice even lengthy burn and hasn’t ever crumbled. The owner is very cool so if you get a chance and like to burn incense, please visit: 

You won’t regret it!!!!!

Now with that out of the way, I guess this is the week of flea markets. Last weekend I visited the Elephant’s Trunk Flea Market in New Milford, CT. This week, I made the trek to the Stormville Flea Market in Stormville, NY. Held six times a year on a small local airport surrounded by the hills of the Hudson Valley, the series of Flea Markets at the airport begin in April with Springtime in the country and end in November with Christmas in November.

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Arriving at just about twenty of eight, a local police officer waved us in the main gate and we followed the slow procession of cars over a muddy road onto grass and then into a field where I parked the car and headed towards the vendor area.

Approaching the first rows of vendors is always interesting. Even if you have only been once before, it is difficult to forget the people who come to Stormville to sell whatever it is that they have to sell. The smell of breakfast sandwiches and incense calmly pass over you as you make your way down the line of brightly painted spots indicating where each vendor has set up to try to get you to buy something from them.

If you aren’t looking for anything specific, you could easily spend hours just walking up and down the aisles and buying things that you may need or want. In my case, it was neither.

As with  most flea markets, it is always interesting to see the huge difference between the often sundry items that are offered as compared to the those that considered antiques or collectibles. And believe me, some of the things that you see are just, odd.

Moving down one of the antique aisles, I noticed a large group congregating around one vendor. As I got closer, I saw television cameras and HGTV’s Lara Spencer doing her thing. Pretty interesting stuff.

 As usual, a great way to spend a morning!!!!!

 

A Dog’s Simple Pleasure

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My dog Jase knows when he is gong to go for a ride. Don’t ask me how he knows, he just does. We go in and out of our house for any number of reasons many times during the day, but he always seems to know when he will be joining us. For Jase, pleasure is as simple as sitting in the back seat, head out the window, sniffing the air and enjoying life. Today’s ride was a long one and he loved every minute of it. As he lays underneath me, chest rising and falling in quiet even breathes, he is blissfully unaware of anything going on around him. Dreaming only the dreams that he can, he calmly waits for another ride.
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A Quiet Sunday Morning at the Elephant’s Trunk

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Forty minutes from where I live in Mahopac, NY is probably one of the best flea markets in New England. Every Sunday from 7 am to 2 pm, the Elephant’s Trunk Flea Market opens its gates in New Milford, CT to every type of collector and flea market aficionado  in the area. You can find everything from the eccentric to the eclectic and everything in between.

The Elephant Trunk started in 1976 in New Milford and at the time, having 15 vendors was considered a good turnout. Now, they say up to 500 vendors show up to sell their wares on any given Sunday and also have numerous food trucks on the premises.

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Driving up to the entrance at just about 7:20 am, the traffic flowed nicely as the people directing you into the parking area made sure that they got you situated pretty quickly despite the large number of cars coming off of the main drag. Even with the heavy traffic, the guys directing you were incredibly friendly. As we walked up to the main gate the odor of frying bacon filled the air and I was truly surprised at the number of people already bringing purchases out to their cars. As with the gentleman directing the traffic, the folks working at the main gate warmly welcomed us and were equally as friendly.

Our technique for getting around any flea market is a simple one. We start at the first row and move down it, carefully surveying each of the spaces on both sides of the row. One of the things that I don’t mind about this (and many others) is that they don’t categorize the areas. You can literally find some eccentric art in one space and collectible toys in the one right next to it. IMG_8301

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One of the best things that I have found about all flea markets and especially this one,  is that the vendors are more than willing to let you bargain with them to come to a mutually agreed upon selling price. I didn’t find one person who wasn’t at least willing to entertain a lower price than what they were originally asking.

On this particular Sunday morning we spent the better part of three hours traversing the acres upon acres of everything conceivable that a collector could want.

Here are some pictures of some of the more interesting items that I came across:

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Awesome collection of vinyl and the owner was super cool!

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So, if you have nothing to do on a Sunday morning over the course of the next several months, you should definitely take a trip to the Elephant’s Trunk, you won’t regret it!

 

Truly man’s best friend

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“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.”

-Milan Kundera

 

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A year ago this Friday, we rescued this beautiful Black Lab/Mastiff (we believe) mix from the Briarcliff SPCA. We had originally gone to the shelter to look at another dog that we had seen on their website, but something just didn’t feel right about him. As we waited to look at another dog, this guy here calmly walked up to the front of his cage, sat down and proceeded to lick my hand through the metal bars and I will freely admit that he had me right then and there. We took him for a walk and the decision was an easy one-he was coming home with us.

Little did we know that this had been  his plan from the first minute he saw us. I am convinced that Jase knew that we were the family that should have the honor of adopting him. Only a dog owner can truly  understand what I am saying when I say that he chose us. He has brought a great deal of joy to our lives as well as some trying moments. But that all comes with having an almost 80 pound dog that thinks he is a lap dog and (at the time we adopted him) was only 11 months old.

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As his second birthday approaches, I can only imagine the hikes that he will take us on, the rides we will take and the pleasure that he will continue to bring us for many years to come. Truly man’s best friend.

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Rainy Days and Sundays…ARE AWESOME!!

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It is a rainy, wet day here in the Hudson Valley. Usually on a day like this, I would get out and hike. I do know people who don’t like to hike if the weather isn’t perfect, but I really don’t mind hiking in the rain. I find that the falling rain itself offers some solace. But you know what?? Not today. Today I am resigned to the fact that I will make an honest attempt at getting absolutely nothing accomplished. And you know what? I’m fine with that. Today I will do nothing but read…

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Don’t have all day to hike and still want to get out? Here’s a hike for you.

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If you only have a couple of hours and want to get a good sweat going, I have a pretty decent 2.5 mile hike for you. Located in the Hudson Valley, (Carmel, NY to be exact) Fahnestock State Park has over 500 miles of quality hiking trails that are well worth visiting. The best thing that I have found about Fahnestock is that as compared to other hiking areas in the Hudson Valley, most of the hikes here do not begin with a thigh hammering and lung busting climb. Sure, eventually you will have hills to climb, but I have found that for the most part, Fahnestock’s trails are meandering and actually quite pleasurable.

This particular hike begins on the Appalachian Trail (heading South) next to Canopus Lake on route 301.

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Although you start on the road on the AT, after descending some stone steps, the AT will continue to the right. You, however, will continue hiking until you reach the blue trail  (Three Lakes Trail). Don’t worry, it’s not that far.

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About a half mile into the hike, the terrain levels off and as the path winds through the woods, you will notice the changing vegetation and a drastic increase in the number of mosquitoes. Obviously from late spring and into the fall, bug spray is a must, especially if you are hiking with small children. Don’t think that just because it is a short hike you won’t suffer from bug bites. Take it from me, you WILL be eaten alive!

As you make your way up the trail, three quarters of a mile in you will come to a point where you can continue straight or turn right and stay on the blue trail. For this hike we are going to continue on the blue trail.

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The trail remains flat for a short time and then quickly descends to a small stream. The amount of water in the stream varies based on the time of year as well as how much rain has fallen in the recent past. On this day, not much water was running so crossing was a breeze!

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IMG_8126After you cross the stream, continue on the trail and hike up a small hill where you will see this on your right-

IMG_8136Even though the entire hike is only 2.5 miles long, this would be a perfect place to stop for water or eat lunch or a snack with the kids. After a break you will head downhill for a very short time and then you will begin climbing again. On this hike, this will be your only somewhat major climb. Walking steadily uphill for 5-10 minutes you will come across a large mound of rocks.

You need to pay careful attention at this point to the trail. As you look at the picture below, you can see a trail straight ahead and to the right. You will want to go right and you will now be on the AT (North). The Three Lakes Trail continues straight ahead for a few more miles. (that’s a hike for another day!) What you can not see in this picture is that the AT is also on the left, and that goes South.

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As you make the right turn onto the AT, it’s pretty much smooth sailing all the way back to where you began your hike on Route 301.

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This is the last landmark that you will see on the AT as you head up to the left back to the road. Like I said at the beginning of this post, this is the perfect hike if you only have a couple of hours to get out. I used to do this hike with my kids when they were younger and it proved to be the right length and difficulty to keep them interested in the hike.

 

 

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Am I a spoiled hiker? (Probably)

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A couple of weeks ago I broke one of my most sacred rules of hiking-Never, ever, ever, ever hike to Anthony’s Nose during peak hours on a Sunday. Having not done so in a very, very long time, I forgot just how congested this wonderful hike can be. Usually on  beautiful day like today I would seek out another place to hike where I know I wouldn’t see many people and be subjected to the congestion and mayhem that comes with everyone having the same idea as me.

Not thinking, however, I made the drive to the AT as it crosses South Mt.Pass and headed to the Nose. Everything was fine as I meandered through the woods, noting how the last time I was here we were still in the throes of winter and now, the trees were green and the ground was still wet from rain that had fallen the previous evening. And although the wind was blowing, the temperature was in the low 50’s and it was lightly raining, it felt good to be out in a  familiar place.

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Little did I know that my solitude would be short lived…

That good feeling lasted, of course, until I reached the point in the trail where the AT intersects with the Camp Smith trail. You see, whenever anyone writes about Anthony’s Nose and its virtues of being one of the most popular hikes in the Hudson Valley, the directions that they give everyone to get there are from Route 9D near the Bear Mt. Bridge.

 

Now keep in mind that until I reached the AT/Camp Smith intersection, I had not seen one person, not a single soul. I was being lulled into that mental happy place that I love to go to when I hike, especially here at the Nose, my Holy Grail of hikes. My most favorite hike of all time. Have I mentioned how much I love hiking to Anthony’s Nose? So imagine my shock and surprise when I crested the small hill just before the trail heads up to the Nose to see no less than 15 people coming off of the AT!!

As I worked my way past the group, I thought, “ok, a small group is here, it won’t be so bad. I can’t always expect to be here alone. Just get far enough ahead of them and they won’t make it to the top before you spend some time resting before you head down.” I really need to stop thinking. It only got worse. Working my way up the trail, I greeted three large groups that were headed in the opposite direction as well as two others headed to the view point.

When I arrived at the Nose itself, I can honestly say that I had never seen so many people at the top before. Now before I go any further, I have to  make a few things clear. First, I fully believe that  anyone that wants to hike should be able to do so whenever they want and wherever they want. With that said, however, as with everything else in life you have responsibilities, even when hiking.

Noting that, I am also a firm believer in proper trail etiquette. That goes for everything from leaving trash to listening to music to the volume of your voice (or your groups). As noted in the previous paragraph, the number of people, young and old was staggering. I literally had to weave my way through several groups of hikers to get to my favorite spot overlooking the Bear Mt. bridge.

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Who wouldn’t want this all to themselves?

I can tell you with certainty that today, the folks that I was out on the trail with were lacking any form of trail etiquette. Here is a short list of what I encountered:

  1.  People dropping trash on the trail and at the viewpoint. Young and old, male and female, I saw people dropping wrappers and leaving water bottles where they sat.
  2. A conversation between two woman (I was probably thirty yards away and I thought it was thirty feet) where one said to the other, “Doesn’t hiking to Anthony’s Nose make it easier to relate to Bill Bryson’s “A Walk in the Woods?” Really??
  3. A group of at least fifteen people who had just made it to the Nose for the first time. Although I applaud the fact that they made it  to the top, they way they were carrying on about it, you would have thought they had conquered Everest. Sorry folks, not even close.
  4. One gentleman, probably around 60 years old and listening to some form of techno pop (without the aid of ear buds or headphones) noisily making his way down the trail, oblivious to everyone else hiking.

Not feeling the love, I decided to head back down to South Mt. Pass and call it a day.  So,  my first question is this-Am I spoiled and entitles hiker? To a certain degree I suppose that I am. I will admit that I prefer to have the viewpoint to myself or just a few other people, and for the most part over the years, I have. My next question is this-Do I expect to much from my fellow hikers? To this I offer a loud and resounding-I don’t think so. I fully expect everyone on this trail, and every other one, to exhibit the same courtesy that my friends and do.

My last thought will be this: Common courtesy should be a common virtue. Our hiking trails, especially in an area this close to NYC, should be considered sacred ground. I always go back to  this variation on a theme- Treat people and things as you would want to be treated or you may lose them.

 

 

 

 

 

One road I’ve traveled and traveled and traveled….

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“Study how water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks. Also learn from holy books and wise people. Everything – even mountains, rivers, plants and trees – should be your teacher.”

-Morihei Ueshiba

Pulling up to the trailhead I couldn’t help thinking that I had been there before, many times. The drive up South Mt. pass was all too familiar, but still comforting knowing the direction I was headed. The turn off of route 9, just opposite of the decrepit deli that never seems to have any customers, the horses that always seem to close to the road and the houses set back in the woods-only to be seen when the trees are bare and the warmth of the summer has left us. All of these things remind me of the different paths, I have taken throughout my life. Curving and winding roads that led me to places that at times didn’t necessarily make sense, but I took them anyway.

I park the jeep and step out onto the moist dirt, sinking ever so slightly with every step that I take.  I walk around to the back, open the gate and pull out the Kelty daypack that has kept me company on every hike that I have done for at least the last fifteen years. Examining the pack, I marvel at the fact that as old as it is, the wear and tear is just about non-existent. Green in color with yellow straps, the only damage that is visible is a cracked buckle on the waist belt.

My trusty friend and I have seen rain, sleet, hail, snow and at least a 100 degree range in temperature during its life. I open the top and look inside, making sure that my water bottles are filled, camera and ipod are secured and my cell phone is within reach. Yes, the picture above is my actual pack and trekking  poles!

I put the pack down, lace up my boots and adjust my hiking poles, eagerly anticipating another trip to The Nose. Sitting on the back of the Jeep, I take a deep breath and look up the Appalachian Trail at the white blazes and think about the thousands of stories that they could tell if they were able to. Throwing my pack on, I adjust the straps and head up the trail.

Seeing as it is Christmas Eve, I fully expect to see more people heading to the Nose, but they are curiously absent. As I leave the safety of the parking area, I have to admit that I am perfectly happy knowing that I am the only one (from this location) making what I hope will be a quiet hike to the viewpoint.I begin to focus on my surroundings as the jeep slowly disappears behind me and the sound of the small stream that I passed becomes a distant memory.

I am always amazed at the way that the wind sounds as it passes through the trees. Depending on the season, it can range from a soothing warm embrace that permeates every pore of your body to a cold chill  that cuts through even the warmest of clothes. Today, the temperature is an incredibly unseasonable 65 degrees so the breeze, even though it is December 24th, is oddly soothing. The light rain that is falling helps contribute to a to a satisfying sense of well being.

Marching steadily uphill I relish in the fact that I still have not seen or heard another person. The solitude has allowed me to focus on the moment at hand. The crunch of leaves,  the tic, tic, tic of my trekking poles hitting the rocks on the trail and the sound of every breath that I take helps better clear away the garbage that has accumulated over several weeks of not being able to get out into the woods. I like to think of it as a mental tune up where I can get rid of that negative energy and recharge my batteries.

After 30 minutes of pretty intense reflecting and walking, I reach the intersection of the AT and the Camp Smith trail. Since it is still warm and only drizzling, I am in no hurry to reach the top and decide to take a quick break before I tackle the final mile to the viewpoint. The point where the two trails meet is a favorite path to the top of many hikers so I fully expect to see others out enjoying the day.

To my further delight, I don’t see anyone as I prepare myself for the task ahead. Pushing on, I selfishly hope that no one else is (at the very least) sitting at my favorite spot. If you have ever seen pictures that I have taken on the Nose, you will have a pretty good idea of where that is!!

The rain and wind pick up as I round the final curve to the viewpoint and I am amazed that I can not see a single person!! This is unheard of! I quickly head to my “spot” and take off my pack, placing my poles next to my trusted friend and sit down, enjoying the solitude that has been given to me on this beautiful day.

It truly does not get any better than this…

Think about it. Time passes way to quickly and life is certainly shorter than we all think. What do you do to “recharge” your batteries? Do you get a chance to purge the negativity from your life, if only occasionally? Regardless of how you choose to do it, make sure that you find something that you can call yours, if only for a little awhile.