What the bridge used to be over. The strategically placed rocks are not in this picture but it's a very easy crossing:
You can see a white ledge in the middle of Hunter's mass. I'm pretty sure that's the view a few tenths of a mile from the fire tower.
This was something I'll always remember. There was no wind, all quiet on the West Kill front, and the weight of snow was bringing down beech leaves one by one. All I heard around me were the slight plucking noises (hard to describe) of the leaf stems breaking from the twigs and landing on the snow.
