Join us for a silent night. Trail head on Mountain Rd. 6:00pm. December 23. Dress for cold and slippery conditions.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
All is calm, all is bright
Join us for a silent night. Trail head on Mountain Rd. 6:00pm. December 23. Dress for cold and slippery conditions.
Friday, November 27, 2009
November's Walk-moonlight and blue shadows
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.Saturday, November 21, 2009
Walking in the Dark
Thursday, October 29, 2009
October 25th, Walking in the glow.
When I conceived of the idea of the Silent Walks, I was imagining a night like October 25th. Darkness makes the woods primordial. Our own lost contours were visual signs of the feeling of belonging: Whitman's dilation. Maybe the glowing colors of the trees in the fading twilight, and the luminosity of the river once we emerged on the bluff, and the return walk under the half moon, will be conveyed in these photographs, but the experience cannot. Consider these as documents of a memory we share but can never capture.
Note the glow-bracelet. That was important on the walk back.
The air seemed slightly colored, as if it took on all the gold and amber of the leaves overhead and underfoot. The aroma of fallen leaves and distant wood smoke filled the air. When we came out of the trees onto the bluff, I heard someone gasp and understood why--the unexpected brilliance of the evening sky reflected in the river. Lights sparkled from just below us all the way to the bridge. It was breath-taking.
Gilded domes in the forest canopy. The flat and luminous glow of October's twilight. I can forgive Maxfield Parrish.
My first Silent Walk exceeded all of my expectations...breezy, calm, meditative and incredibly inspiring and energizing!
We have to name this one, "The Glow Walk." From the glowing leaves to the glowing moon, to the flickering lights of our sleepy village, Newburgh and Beacon, to even our glow stick bracelets! The walk was the best one yet!
Red sun setting. Hearing animals and footsteps. Half moon in the sky. Darkness all around. Familiar trail. No fear.
Great sound.
(Sound recording to be posted shortly...)
(Sound recording to be posted shortly...)
At the end of the walk, we shared our thoughts and some apples. There was an awareness of the dark, but comfort in the group. The next walk is November 24, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. Bring a flashlight and a friend. Saturday, October 24, 2009
Yellow tunnels
Sunday, September 27, 2009
September's Walk--green and gloaming
I needed this walk, almost had a thirst for the comfort of it.
Family, friends and new walkers arrived to participate, about 20 in all. The weather was perfectly appropriate--cool and a bit cloudy. Some leaves had changed, but it was still quite green. Here are the comments of those who chose to write and photographs from Thom Munterich.
Family, friends and new walkers arrived to participate, about 20 in all. The weather was perfectly appropriate--cool and a bit cloudy. Some leaves had changed, but it was still quite green. Here are the comments of those who chose to write and photographs from Thom Munterich.

We begin, youngest 9, oldest 77.
For me the Silent Walk combines the peace and tranquility of hiking alone with the comfort and safety of a group.
The silence prevented polite social chatter from overriding the energy of nature. It was just the thud of footsteps, pounding of hearts and the wonderment of the surroundings. An enlightening experience!
Thanks for the chance to step out of the 'real' world-with its endless nonsense and distractions--and into a better one.
Fourth time. New hiking shoes worked great. So many people, all trying to get the most out of it, all trying to absorb the surroundings as best they can.
A beautiful night--finally feeling like evening. Louder crickets-cooler breezes. Snakeskin on rock. Playing quietly with Max. A great way to spend a Saturday.
First Timer--It was easier to be quiet than I was afraid it would be! I was surprised. I only saw one live creature-a bird-when we were sitting. Very relaxing. I didn't want it to end!
Thanks for the opportunity to think for a while--I am so glad I came!
So cool. So beautiful.
Vines wrapped around a tree holding a gigantic broken branch precariously over the path.
Fourth time and I looked forward to the soft release, the unwinding of the day. Felt the peace well up inside and seep out. Then it all came in again--the voices in the neighborhood below, the boats, the snake skin, the clouds, the mountains and the river. Colors of dusk.
At times I felt alone, and for a moment, I felt that we were all one.
I saw a tree wrapped around another tree and I thought, "Cool, they're hugging." A couple minutes later I realized, "No, they're fighting."

Thanks to everyone who came out. The group makes the experience what it is.
Next walk is October 25, a Sunday! Please come and bring a friend.

For me the Silent Walk combines the peace and tranquility of hiking alone with the comfort and safety of a group.
The silence prevented polite social chatter from overriding the energy of nature. It was just the thud of footsteps, pounding of hearts and the wonderment of the surroundings. An enlightening experience!
Thanks for the chance to step out of the 'real' world-with its endless nonsense and distractions--and into a better one.
Fourth time. New hiking shoes worked great. So many people, all trying to get the most out of it, all trying to absorb the surroundings as best they can.
A beautiful night--finally feeling like evening. Louder crickets-cooler breezes. Snakeskin on rock. Playing quietly with Max. A great way to spend a Saturday.
First Timer--It was easier to be quiet than I was afraid it would be! I was surprised. I only saw one live creature-a bird-when we were sitting. Very relaxing. I didn't want it to end!
Thanks for the opportunity to think for a while--I am so glad I came!
So cool. So beautiful.
Vines wrapped around a tree holding a gigantic broken branch precariously over the path.
Fourth time and I looked forward to the soft release, the unwinding of the day. Felt the peace well up inside and seep out. Then it all came in again--the voices in the neighborhood below, the boats, the snake skin, the clouds, the mountains and the river. Colors of dusk.
At times I felt alone, and for a moment, I felt that we were all one.
I saw a tree wrapped around another tree and I thought, "Cool, they're hugging." A couple minutes later I realized, "No, they're fighting."
Thanks to everyone who came out. The group makes the experience what it is.
Next walk is October 25, a Sunday! Please come and bring a friend.

Sunday, September 20, 2009
One, two three, four...can I have a little more?
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