Imagine what it would be like if your favorite hiking place did not exist (never had or, worse, it was taken away). Life would be the poorer, as if a good friend were not there. Like good friends, we can take trails for granted, especially famous, established trails like the A.T. We don’t expect the A.T. to wither and vanish any more than Interstate 80.
I have enjoyed my local, Connecticut A.T. for 17 years. This blog has recorded some great outings along its 51 miles:
There have been A.T. hikes in our neighboring NY and MA sections too:
This is all a longwinded introduction to the point that my May “Taking a Hike” column (first published 5/14, so this is a belated post) is about a day spent giving something back to the A.T., trying not take it for granted, helping to keep it in good shape.
Apart from some flying rocks, I didn’t have space to get across that “Giving a Day” was a lot of fun – meeting friends, meeting new people, some great wisecracks, and drinks and snacks by the Housatonic afterward.
The column has resumed publication in The Hour after a month’s hiatus following the change of ownership. This month, the column appeared in print only. Hopefully next month it will be online again. I am delighted to be published by Hearst.
And of course by Hersam Acorn: GIVING A DAY TO CONNECTICUT’S AT.