Saturday β
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go, no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
Like everything in life you have to make choices. βοΈβοΈ I could have gone out to Schoharie today but the water π¦ levels in the Schoharie were probably too high for good calm floating β and who knows if there would be bridges or trees down at Burnt-Rossman Hills. So instead I’m catching the Nature Bus to Thacher Park π and will ride trail there and maybe back down the mountain and home. I might hammock camp tonight π and ride trail at Partridge Run and cool down and read π at the Switz Kill. But I’m undecided like usual.
Probably I’ll start my day out at Five Rivers πΈ and then catch the bus on New Scotland maybe out near Voorheeesville π, spend a short time with the magic dragon π² but not too much because I am thinking of driving π out to the wilderness later π₯ and then spend the majority of the day at Thacher Park and Thompson Lake. Undecided if I’m going to ride home, π² though let’s be honest it’s a blast to ride down from Thacher Park.
I’m listening to Edward Abby’s the Brave Cowboy π€ audio book. π Hoopla has decided with all the books π I read about the wilderness and off grid cabins and solar and smoking grass I would be into Edward Abby. I mean they’re not wrong. I never considered myself a radical environmentalist even though I don’t recycle plastic and spend a lot of time truck camping in the wilderness.