Looking to the east, into the Berkshires you can see the mountains fade away into the fog, as it steadly drifts to the east.

I knew there would be some fog that would have to burn off this morning. And much like I expected, it cleared out by mid-morning and would be quite nice.

The cabin is not right at the top, but just below it, right off the South Taconic Trail. When you see the sign, you just go another 50 feet, and your on top of Alander Mountain, which runs a 1/2 mile in each direction from here with spectacular views.

While I didn't get a picture inside of the cabin because folks where still packing. There is a nice woodstove in their, and lots of cooking tools. There also was partially full bottles of liquor, among other things, but I'm not sure if I would drink it, as it probably would make you blind.

I think. Or maybe this is Ashley Hill. I don't know for sure, as I didn't take a compass bearing.

When you get to the Ashley Hill trail, there is a full set of signs there, including some old ones you can't even read. Figures.