Adirondacks
As a child my family visited Schroon Lake, New York every summer, from the age of 5. We stayed in the little yellow cabins on the western side of the lake known as Kish Duna. Towards the end of my stint I became somewhat more independent, going on long mountain bike rides, and exploring the nearby trails. I always enjoyed the solitude of these woods even more so then near the my hometown of Farmington, CT. It was not long before I was taking all-day adventures, some of them 40 miles long.In 2001, I had a very lucrative position as a software engineer for a small Aritificial Intelligence firm. This employment gave me the freedom to try new things as I saw fit. For a vacation that year, I decided it made more sense to buy a bunch of backpacking gear for myself and a companion to see what it was like to explore the woods I had enjoyed as a child on foot. That first trip was not without its complexities, but I was instantly hooked.
A year later, I found myself on my first solo trip. I was to summit Mt. Marcy, the highest peak in New York, the foremost climb in the Adirondacks, or so I thought. Armed with a map of the High Peaks, I decided it would good be a good plan to climb all of the 46, so I marked them on the map, and carried on towards Marcy. I was challenged like never before on that trip, and after bagging a few peaks, I hiked out in the rain, satisfied with my progress. I returned a day early excited about my adventure, and happy to see the woman who would later become my wife.
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