Is there a better way to take in the rhythms of nature,
burn off a few calories,
explore new territory,
recreate on the cheap,
and reclaim your sense of calm,
than hiking?
Hiking is therapy in old tennis shoes.
The family and I have continued investigating local parks and trails since our move to the Empire State, just traded gymnosperm for deciduous, clear mountain streams for muddy brooks, and MOUNTAINS for mountains. This past weekend we decided to explore Harriman State Park and more specifically, the Iron Mine Walk that begins at the Lake Skannatati parking area.
The Iron Mountain Walk is described as a scenic eight mile hike that takes you through an area of abandoned iron mines, some that can be safely inspected from the trail. It takes you through wooded glens with little underbrush, across seasonal mountain streams, and provides a "superb overlook across the lakes where the walk began".
I must begin by saying that the trailhead is easily accessible due to its proximity to the Palisades Parkway, something we did not take into account when choosing this hike. For this reason, the parking area was filled with approximately 40 vehicles when we arrived. The number had nearly doubled by the time we left. Of course, not everyone was exploring the trail. The surrounding small lakes provide fishing and boating opportunities. This area is also equipped with picnic tables, so there were a good number of people enjoying a picnic lunch away from the city.
The Iron Mountain Walk is a figure eight, so you have two choices of paths to take at the beginning - one that follows the lake for a short distance and one that proceeds uphill from the start. We took the trail along the lake as was recommended. The trail is fairly level at the beginning with only a few areas where you bounce from rock to rock (a good challenge for our three year old in tow). The views are not spectacular, but they are fairly unobstructed this time of year due to the lack of underbrush and foliage.
With the addition of the little one, we did not hike the entire loop. There was a time when my wife and I could simply throw her on our backs and cover eight miles without issue. But now that she's mobile, we've slowed the pace and lowered our milage expectations; which is necessary when you have to take frequent time-outs to "water the flowers", change soiled clothes, rehydrate, or simply rest. There are a more than a few rocks on the trail that present obstacles to tikes. Our little one had a few spills, shed a few tears, and came home with a few bruises, but as it is with life, "it's just part of the experience" (something I don't think she'll like hearing as she gets older).
One of the biggest surprises on the hike was the almost complete lack of bird song or animals other than small pine squirrels. I came to expect this in the alpine environment of the West, but it was a complete surprise to witness the deficient numbers of wildlife in the hardwood forests of Harriman. I was was at a loss until I heard the first group of fellow hikers approaching... from a 1/4 mile away.
I enjoy hiking because, as mention above, it allows you to reconnect with the natural world, visit new places on the cheap, and it gives you a break from the noise of civilization - a remedy that is a necessity when you live near NYC - a remedy difficult to achieve, however, when fellow NYers forget to leave their urban voices in the city. No wonder the white-tails high tail it and the white capped chickadees flee to "chic-a-dee-dee-dee" someplace new. I would fly too to escape a conversation on the "Jersey Shore" discussed at a level meant be heard over the engine of a single prop plane. I covered the wee one's ears lest her brain be polished smooth.
If I was Vonnegut and you were reading Breakfast of Champions, this would be what a NYer looks like.
FYI... Despite their ability to become the center of attention, NYers are easily startled. Just offer a "Hello." This simple acknowledgement of their existence, which is hard to ignore in the middle of a wooded pasture often leaves them stuttering, looking for the correct words in response.
- Hands off the bear mace, Ma'am. I didn't mean any harm. Just wanted to say "Hello." Thought you might like that. -
In conclusion... The Iron Mine Walk is an easy stroll for an adult in reasonably good shape and can easily be completed in an afternoon. For those like ourselves who come with little shavers, I suggest starting the hike by taking the path that leads uphill away from the lake to start, because with youngsters in tow, you never know how far you will make it. And on this hike if nothing else, one should take in the "superb overlook across the lakes." Next time, I know we will.
10 comments:
Very nice post and very nice read - thanks
Jim -
"Hello!" from across the pond, and thank you for the compliment.
I love the tiny mountains!
Never read the breakfast of champions but I might put it on my to read list..
I'm sure it's difficult to compare hikes in NY to hikes in the west, however I think you could find something unique where you are that you would enjoy (and miss the next time you go west). So I am giving you a challenge: find it!
Are you going to try?
I can not recommend "Breakfast of Champions", but two thumbs up for Vonnegut's "Cat's Cradle".
You are right. We need to find a hike with some Eastern "uniqueness". We'll keep trying.
Are you really that unhappy of a person? Your obviously in NY for a reason. I hope your not teaching your tyke these depressing thoughts. My hope is that you find happiness in your NY life.
Anonymous-
I'm guessing you didn't care for the NYer characterization? I found it quite humorous. Though, I confess, I am guilty of using broad brush strokes to create my 'generalized NYer'. They're not all loud and non-cognizant.
No, your comment stems from something else...
If you'd like to hash-out the definition of true happiness or the best way to corrupt your child. Send me an email. I'm game.
I'm a little surprised you didn't at least appreciate the reference to Vonnegut - a Hoosier native and one of Indiana's finest exports (along with my new mower (pics to follow)). Oh, well...
In Europe, the joke is that "if Americans got any louder, you could use them to disperse crowds". Definitely feeling you on the little one slowing down your hiking speed.
We took a hike with Nora this weekend. She discovered some chips in the stroller bag and that was slowing us down (she wasn't IN the stroller of course).
Sam's great idea was to fill her sweatshirt pockets with chips for easy access to speed us on our way. It worked. We call her "Runs with chips" Pics to follow.. probably.
I don't mind the slower pace too much as long as everyone is enjoying themselves. And of course, it helps if 'everyone' remains upright. Trail pebbles are surprisingly lethal obstacles to small hikers.
I think "Runs with Chips" and 'Lil G would get along just fine on a hike. That is, until the chips ran out.
Sounds like a great day had by all! I had a nice hike on Monday scouting for turkeys in a state recreation area that allows hunting near the Mississippi River on the Wisconsin side. After leaving the parking lot it requires a 20 minute hike through a meandering canyonlike trail to reach the top of the bluff which overlooks the river. The entire top of the bluff which must be at least 80 acres is planted in new seedling oak trees. I could tell corn had been planted in the past by the remaining stalks in the dirt. After exploring the section that overlooks the river I discovered a small graveyard where the Fenley family members have been buried over the years-most recently 1977(this area was donated by the family to the Wisconsin DNR). This leads to an overlook of the river North of the dam in Dubuque, IA. After doing some research I discovered it also looks over the site of a famous ghostown called Sinipee which was flooded by water when the dams were put in on the Mississippi River in the 1930's. I can't wait to take the wife on this jaunt as well as score a big tom this week!
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