Snowshoeing to the Timp
This winter has been a little strange. We had our only real snowfall this year, so I decided to go snowshoeing. Since I was by myself, I decided to do a known route, so I re-hiked the Bulsontown-Timp route I did two years ago.
This wake of Turkey Vultures were at the saddle below the Timp, no doubt waiting for me to make a fatal mistake:
I decided to ascend and descend via the Western face, as the Southern face is quite steep, and it seemed like a bad idea since I was alone.
I encountered these tracks near the summit. They were about three inches long. Wolf? Unlikely, they haven't been seen in New York for a long time. Maybe a wild dog. There were no human prints on the route, so whatever it was, it was alone.
At the summit, the winds were incredible:
In the distance, a city on an island:
Haverstraw power plant:
Bear Mountain Bridge:
On the next peak over to the west, there was a shelter:
I was pretty tired by the time I got back to the car.
This wake of Turkey Vultures were at the saddle below the Timp, no doubt waiting for me to make a fatal mistake:
I decided to ascend and descend via the Western face, as the Southern face is quite steep, and it seemed like a bad idea since I was alone.
I encountered these tracks near the summit. They were about three inches long. Wolf? Unlikely, they haven't been seen in New York for a long time. Maybe a wild dog. There were no human prints on the route, so whatever it was, it was alone.
At the summit, the winds were incredible:
In the distance, a city on an island:
Haverstraw power plant:
Bear Mountain Bridge:
On the next peak over to the west, there was a shelter:
I was pretty tired by the time I got back to the car.
