11 Oct 2013

A week in the woods

September 9-16, 2013


My brother Mike and my father and I spent a week at our camp on Union Falls Pond. No phone. No computers. No wives. No responsibility. One ice cold beer after trekking through the mountaintops all day, and a few (dozen) sips of Irish whisky in the guide boat in the evening. Carefree and simple for one week. Since 2010 it’s become an annual autumn gathering at our camp. My father spends most of his time getting ready for the bow hunting season and Mike and I rejuvenate and exhaust ourselves by taking day hikes that often include 3 high peaks and mileage in the upper teens. Though, this year we smartened up—a bit. Instead of hiking every day, like previous years, we hiked every other and spent some quality time relaxing with dad. (Sometimes it’s hard to slow Brother Mike down—he has cannon thighs, doesn’t like too much chair time, and can hike from dawn till dark. He’d make a fine Mountain Guide in the Himalayas). The photo below is Mike near Basin Mountain somewhere deep in the Great Range. Great week! There is a part of me that could easily be a hermit!

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