We had a jolly crew of 25 yesterday on our group hike. Thanks to all who joined us to make it a congenial and amusing event. We didn't get lost, thanks to our fearless leader Bulldog, but occasionally stragglers would make a wrong turn which always led to interesting things. Cell phones are handy. On the loveliest day of the year thus far, we began by assembling downtown near Manhattan's financial district, passing by City Hall, then marching over the Brooklyn Bridge into the Brooklyn wilderness. We covered 11 miles on cement = stiff quads.
Events like this - new adventures, new explorations, new pals, new cozy pizza joints - create the memories that enrich us and will sustain us when we can no longer do them.
I can't look at the Freedom Tower without images of the WTC on fire coming to mind and feeling furious with the barbarians. This is looking back to Manhattan from the bridge's walkway. I'll post more pics later in the week.