I finally got my hiking partner Scott (the vegan success story and current blog-commenter extraordinaire) to dig up his USB cable for his digital camera and bring it by my house. It took about two months and five minutes in total to get the photos since July uploaded to mycomputer.
I’m still working on the whole “own my own domain” thing, insofar as I’m only using a teeny percentage of this website’s capabilities by having it be solely a blog (and a mostly b&w one at that). At some point in my CSS/XHTML career, I’ll figure out how to get my pics posted here for easy viewing, dear readers. It can’t possibly be as simple as cut & paste, can it? ;-)
So for now, I’ll simply refer you to my Myspace page. There are a couple of albums located thereon, but the newest photos are in the “Catskill 3500 Club” album. These comprise our hikes since July, which were some of the most challenging yet. We’ve hiked in the rain, snow, and bitter cold.
My just-about-6′ critic Tom (who is also, by the way, an experienced blog-commenter in his own right) said that there’s a free site called “Picasa” that’s accessible via Google, whereon I can post photos pretty easily. As of the publication of this post, I have yet to check that particular site out. At this point, I would also like to make it clear that I am “up for suggestions” as the common parlance goes. That is, if you’ve found a particulary cool/interesting (and preferably simple) way of posting photos online or via WordPress, please let me know and I’ll give it a try as soon as time permits.
Characteristically, I’ve digressed. So I may as well continue doing so:
This might be a good time to highlight the “My Cyber-Ego” page on this website. It currently contains links to the various websites upon which I have profiles. Feel free to click the link or to go all the way up to the page itself and peruse to your heart’s content. Friend me on Myspace or Goodreads, send me an invite to connect on LinkedIn, or click “contact this hiker” on Peakbagger (I’ve never been contacted thus, so it’d be kind of a thrill for me). Trust me, I’m eminently reach-out-and-touchable.
Enough digression. My Myspace profile is not set to private, so it should be easy enough to view the photos thereon. My favorites are those of Scott and me next to those wierd PVC thingies that are nailed to trees at about head-level. Those are canisters for the Catskill 3500 Club. They are placed at the tops of the mountains that do not have trails to the summit (aka “trail-less peaks“).
This means we had to “bushwack” to the top. We did not have a well-worn (or even constructed) trail to follow with those fancy plastic thingies nailed to trees every thirty yards or so. We got out of the car, set the digital altimiter, looked at the map and the compass (also known as “taking a bearing”), and headed out in the direction of the top of the mountain. Being that pretty much all of these mountains are covered with trees from head to foot, this isn’t as simple as seeing the top and walking toward it. And all kinds of things got in the way: rocks (REALLY BIG ones), trees, cliffs, etc.
A couple of the first bushwacks we did (in the same day) were Friday and Balsam Cap Mountains. The pine trees between the summits of the two were so dense that when we stopped, everything looked the same in any direction. We couldn’t have thrown a baseball more than 10 yards without it stopping dead on the trunk of a tree. We lauged on the way up at the guy who had “full body armor” as recommended gear in his trip report – and nodded knowingly to one another on the car-ride home about how right he turned out to be.
I’ll post a few more stories another time. All in all, climbing these mountains to get into the Catskill 3500 Club has been an incredible experience. We acquired snowshoes and crampons so that we could get to the tops of these mountains in the winter. They’re not toys; without them we’d be effed. We’ve learned basic orienteering the hard way (which means it’s taken us longer to get from point A to point B than we had hoped or expected – NOT that we got lost ;-). And we’ve had a shit-ton of fun the whole time.