Before Tuesday afternoon, my biggest concern was being clearly identifiable as a group of walkers, not a herd of deer. No hunting is allowed at Storm King, but you can't be too careful. Most walkers opted for flashlights or headlamps, but it was surprisingly bright. No clouds and no leaves allowed the half moon to light the way. Even so, the light was too dim to show the moon shadows in these photographs. Our photographer, Thom Munterich, took some shots with a flash and also made a few short videos to provide an idea of the sound. Everyone noticed how each walk has its own characteristic. Very true.
The following are the comments made by the participants. Thanks for walking!
The Start: Passing out flashlights, glow bracelets and discussing safety.
A strange silent walk. Different from others. A true half-moon.
(Dancing Half Moon.)
Walking in the starlight, I had many thoughts, starting with my day-a difficult but rewarding one, especially after yesterday. Then my day faded away. The woods were beautiful--looking from the outcrop over the river-seeing the beauty of the valley. Thanks.
Darkness all around. The sound of water rushing. Stars overhead. The sweet smell of leaves. Bright lights in the distance.
Serene, peaceful, well-needed.
A gorgeous night! It was fun getting lost, too! I appreciated the chance to quiet my mind.
(We are silent, but the walking is quite crunchy.)
I loved walking at night.
(Walkers approaching the bluff.)
Half moon like a black cat's eye. Her brightness will guide you but she'll pounce if you turn your back. And that distant, mournful train won't help.
(The view. Listen for the train.)
Walking the trail in darkness, I was completely focused. Placed each foot with some care. The boulders seemed larger, the trail more meandering (ha!), and the city lights more distant. Yet I felt no anxiety. The darkness protects as much as hides, and the moon beams cast pale blue stripes across the path.
The following are the comments made by the participants. Thanks for walking!
The Start: Passing out flashlights, glow bracelets and discussing safety.
A strange silent walk. Different from others. A true half-moon.
(Dancing Half Moon.)
Walking in the starlight, I had many thoughts, starting with my day-a difficult but rewarding one, especially after yesterday. Then my day faded away. The woods were beautiful--looking from the outcrop over the river-seeing the beauty of the valley. Thanks.
Darkness all around. The sound of water rushing. Stars overhead. The sweet smell of leaves. Bright lights in the distance.
Serene, peaceful, well-needed.
A gorgeous night! It was fun getting lost, too! I appreciated the chance to quiet my mind.
(We are silent, but the walking is quite crunchy.)
I loved walking at night.
(Walkers approaching the bluff.)
Half moon like a black cat's eye. Her brightness will guide you but she'll pounce if you turn your back. And that distant, mournful train won't help.
(The view. Listen for the train.)
Walking the trail in darkness, I was completely focused. Placed each foot with some care. The boulders seemed larger, the trail more meandering (ha!), and the city lights more distant. Yet I felt no anxiety. The darkness protects as much as hides, and the moon beams cast pale blue stripes across the path.
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