Last Saturday I climbed a mountain trail north of New York City to the top of Anthony's Nose with some of my favorite people. We didn't know exactly how hard it would be and we didn't bring enough water, but we went to the top and all the way back down again.
Rich drove us to the Bronx to pick up Joe and some sandwiches

Hey Joe!

From there we headed north along the Hudson River to Peekskill

Joe and LK

The blue markers keeping us from getting hopelessly lost

Taking a break in a surrounded by pretty pines and spring blossoms


Eventually we were high enough that we were at eye level with soaring hawks in the sky

Getting closer to the top

At the top

Heading back down

So 6 and a half hours after we started we arrived back at the car, and it wouldn't start. We were out of water with no where or way to go. Calls were made, we got water and found beers and it was a bit like camping to be sitting outside listening to the night sounds with a warm beer and tired legs. Rich worked on the car until the daylight ran out but eventually, a friend of Joe's came to rescue us and bring us to a train back to the city.
Properly hydrating

It took about 3 more hours to get home, but I think the day was still perfect.