American Alpine Club’s New Gunks Campground

As popular as the Shawangunk Mountains are, they could be in the most underrated park in New York State. The case is strong; stellar hiking, bike trails, swimming holes, foraging, nordic skiing, and rock and ice climbing all find homes here. Even the wine is good.

American Alpine Club Gunks Campground

On one hand, it’s hard for me to share beta. On the other, is my constant ‘pro’ argument: by sharing “the goods” perhaps more people will invest themselves in being good stewards of the land, or try to stay fit enough to enjoy it.

My quasi-populist desire to share hides my contradictory secret belief that the garbage-free, uncrowded shady paths are a direct result of the lack of camping options. I suppose I’m a hypocrite. The parks are perfect for me, and I sing their praises. Everyone should be able to see how amazing New York is, but like a picky Air-bnb host I can’t trust just anyone as a guest.

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Sugarbush Closing: Bumps on Parade

I hear a lot of complaining about the cold temperatures in winter, but then find slopes nearly deserted when spring arrives. That wasn’t the case at Sugarbush on Saturday, lots were full and not a complaint in sight. Assuming you like moguls, then there was something for everyone.

Sugarbush-Closing 2015

Like any good closing weekend, moguls seemed to take center stage, And they’re usually not just any old moguls. When the mercury rises to 70 degrees and t-shirts start coming off, you’re talking about the kind of moguls that explode on impact. The kind that make a skier want younger knees, or maybe an old pair of straight skis to really throw down a 80s-style Glen Plake zipper line.

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That One Big Fish

That is one sweet fish. The photo was recent posted in our forums as part of a couloir skiing trip report, and it brought back memories of days when I used to wet a line.

One Big Fish
Adrider83 lands a Fat Rainbow

Everybody wants that one big fish. And if you’ve every gotten one, even just one, it’s enough to keep you going for a long time.

The only really big trout I ever caught was in a tiny Adirondack pond. It was just one highlight in a sweet adventure in the Pharoah Lakes Wilderness Area. It’s 60,000 acres that’s packed with beautiful hills and small ponds. We camped, bushwhacked, hiked and fished for two consecutive weeks.

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