Catskills Leaf Action

Sunrise on Beylleayre Mountain

By my estimation, we are still about a week away from peak leaf peeping action in our neck of the Catskills. But we had such a beautiful sunrise this morning that I had to dust off the drone and make a quick vid of the changing leaves.Continue reading

August Photo Recap

Gisele on a Moody Whiteface Mountain

What seems like the rainiest summer I can remember, appears to be drawing to a close. Despite unexpectedly getting soaked to the bone on more than one occasion, I can’t be too angry because our Catskills lawn has never looked better! Continue reading

First Real Ride of the Season!

Motorcycle season can be relatively short in the Catskills. There are some folks who are much more hardcore than I who have been riding since early April. We sneaked in one lap around the Pepacton in late April on an unseasonably warm evening. But it was quick, with no real stops and we both got pretty cold. For Britt and I, the first week of May was the first instance this spring when the weather was finally warm and dry enough to suit up and roll out for a “real” ride. Continue reading

Denial on Sugarloaf!

Welp, as they say- you can’t win ’em all. We had a bit of warm weather leading up to the first weekend of April and decided to check another peak off of B’s dwindling list of 3500s by hiking Sugarloaf. We had successfully hit the adjacent peak a week earlier, and were expecting slightly better trail conditions based on the recent warmer temps.Continue reading

Backyard Boarding

The Author Lining up a Run | Photo Courtesy of B. Maschal Private Collection

After a notably light winter in terms of snow accumulation on the East Coast, early March has gifted us with a couple of decent storms already.Continue reading

Winter 3500s Cont’d

B, Improving on Her Reaction to “Babe, Let Me Get a Snap” While She is Navigating Some Difficult Terrain.

Why hit a single summit on your hike when you can do three?!?!? For President’s Day 2023, B led me on a hiking trifecta. Continue reading