It felt like fall in the Northeast this weekend, especially since we were camping. By the time work had wrapped and we had packed and made it to Harriman State Park in New York it was pitch dark and cold. Saturday was a grey fall day that was never warm, but pretty good for Bear Mountain and West Point, such as it is for a civilian, and a two-apple AT walk. We spent the evening in camp with pizza-ninis and a major haul from the firewood selling man, but before we could break out dessert-ninis Mother Nature rolled in with rain and cold that didn't let up until we were at home in the middle of Sunday afternoon. We'd planned on being at the Norwalk Boat Show but instead found ourselves at B&N looking for travel or basement books.
Time for my annual public broadcasting soapbox. Ken Burns is at it again, presenting the (hi)story of National Parks in mind-altering commercial-free HD. It's better than Top Gear - blasphemous! - and maybe more enriching. I mandate that you watch.
Monday, September 28, 2009