So 20 minutes later, we had lugged everything downstairs and were driving about 2 hours (turned out to be 2.5 hours because of a bizarrely inept deli worker) north of the city to Bish Bash Falls state park, in Columbus county right on the Massachusetts-New York state line. The drive was quick, and the whole trip up there would have taken less than 2 hours, except that we stopped at a grocery store to get some lunch. Thinking that sandwiches would be fast, we headed back to the deli and met the girl I will henceforth refer to as the deli slug. The slug made good sandwiches ... but it took her an hour. AN HOUR!! New mustard, then new pepper, then to chop the pepper, then to get the meat, then to get different meat, then to flirt with the meat guy, then to flirt with the cheese guy, then to ask about the onions, then to rechop the pepper ... ridiculous. To be fair, she charged us basically nothing and we were on our way, finally.
We got to Taconic around 1145 and bundled ourselves up for the long hike, a very slow process I am becoming well acquainted with, and then started to walk out to Bish Bash falls, which is just across the state line in Massachusetts. It was actually pretty nice out, around 35 and sunny ... and I know that statement alone shows how far I have come in my weather perceptions ...
We took a look at the map on the way there, and noticed it was about a mile walk, somewhat deflating our adventurous prospects. But we were undeterred and after an overequipped stroll up we arrived at Bish Bash falls ... and its is breath taking.


After about an hour at the falls, we walked back to the car, took off some of our hard-core hiking stuff and took another short hike along cedar creek up to what should have been a lookout point but was in fact nothing due to our inability to follow the mysterious and badly marked trail.


After being lost-ish ... we were never really lost as we were walking up a creek, but we did spend a bit of time not knowing where we were ... we headed back towards the car as daylight began to fade, and headed back to New York. Aviva DJed the whole way back with my iPod, as we discovered on the way up that the CD player in my car does not work, rendering the 3 books of CDs she brought useless. We got back, flopped on the couch and ate trail mix while watching Old School ... great end to a great day.
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