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As is probably apparent now from a lot of my threads here, I have a big fascination with natural shelter. Well yesterday my wife, who had had a busy week, wanted to go on a sub 4 mile hike and have lunch at a nice spot. Cool, not my exact preference, but it's always good to get out with your significant other. Just when I'm sure that I've been on every trail in Harriman State Park, I pull out the map and realize, whoa, I've never been on that little 1/2 mile stretch of that particular trail. So we're on this little section of Long Path I'd never traveled, when we run across this little beaut
How cool is that. Two people could sleep in there with a fire on one end and probably have a pretty cozy night.
Right above it, after a short but steep bushwhack, is a really beautiful spot, with a well used fire ring and even benches
In the spirit of laziness I used a jetboil to make lunch
After the rice and beans and chunks of beef were a cookin', I realized I had only brought one spoon. Nearby was a recently downed oak branch, so I cut a length off with my Vic Farmer's saw. Split it in half with the Aurora and proceeded to whittle. My wife watches me for a minute and then pulls out her Barkie Mikro-Canadian and says, "I want to play". Can't turn down that request
So I hand it over to her and watch as she does an awesome job on it.
Found this little fella, crawling up my arm, and relocated him (or her, don't know how to tell) to a tree.
Then a short little hike and one last view, before the final descent
How cool is that. Two people could sleep in there with a fire on one end and probably have a pretty cozy night.
Right above it, after a short but steep bushwhack, is a really beautiful spot, with a well used fire ring and even benches
In the spirit of laziness I used a jetboil to make lunch
After the rice and beans and chunks of beef were a cookin', I realized I had only brought one spoon. Nearby was a recently downed oak branch, so I cut a length off with my Vic Farmer's saw. Split it in half with the Aurora and proceeded to whittle. My wife watches me for a minute and then pulls out her Barkie Mikro-Canadian and says, "I want to play". Can't turn down that request
Found this little fella, crawling up my arm, and relocated him (or her, don't know how to tell) to a tree.
Then a short little hike and one last view, before the final descent