From the Catskills to the Adirondacks is quite a step, but when you take on the entire length of the Appalachians, that’s a giant leap.
Before next summer has passed, they will know what Robert Frost meant in his poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” when he wrote this:
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.”
Rick Brockway writes a weekly outdoors column for The Daily Star. Email him at email@example.com.