Write-up: Paul Sirtoli

Leader: Paul Sirtoli

Co-Leader: Tom Smith

I define a destination hike as a bushwhack excursion to a named location selected on a topographical map. It could be a remote pond, or mountain where no view is expected, but certainly welcomed. For me, and I assume the special friends who accompany me, it is a chance to engage the forest on its own terms, away from the popular, crowded trails. It is an encounter with our creator, if you will allow me that sentiment.

Our 9-mile hike on this crisp, sunny autumn day, with a cool breeze, open hardwoods splendored by exquisite yellow and red foliage did indeed have several surprises. The 2,430-foot major summit was essentially a massive rock, in fairly open woods.  Given the open forest canopy, we had a decent view of the massive Gore Mountain backside.The second minor summit, .5-mile distant was even more unexpectantly impressive – its treeless, rocky expanse was literally a carpet of tall grass.

The most unsurprising aspect of our seven-hour excursion was Sir Tom’s talkativeness.  I swear he powers himself through the woods with his incessant talking. Non-stop. I am amazed that he can eat and speak without a hitch, belching out words while swallowing. Beyond human ability, he never gets hoarse. Need I mention the car ride to and from the trailhead? Yeah, four-hours of talking. Forget about that solemn experience in the woods when Tom is around.
On behalf of our group of seven, many thanks to Cindy and Lisa for treating everyone with their delightful cookies. It was a wondrful way to end a fantastic hike.