Once upon a time in the highlands of New York there were 8 gremlins and 2 giants. All were very different from each other but they had one thing in common – an epic journey to the mystical lands of maple monsters. They rode their metal horses at the break of dawn, ready for a day of adventure. After many crests and troughs they arrived at a tavern to fill their gourds (get water). Then they ventured to a stable where they hoped to reshape their horses shoes but alas the stable was a mirage (the bike shop on google maps that was just someone’s house). Beyond this fallacy of a stable we needed to attend to a damaged wing of our Pegasus’s (a series of flat tires). Progressing forward, the gremlins and giants found themselves in a never-ending mountainous incline and deduced that the commonwealth of New York was too topographical. They then venture to a center of enlightenment to quench their thirst but were forced to drink from an aqueduct. Their travels contained a whimsical picnic lunch by the picturesque Hudson River. After a dip in the magical stream their map led them to a magical kingdom of Walmart. Refueling with iced dessert and attending to our steeds we reached the welcoming lands of the Best Western. Upon dismounting our herd the band swam in the fountain of youth (HOTEL POOL). Lighting a bonfire the group reflected on their travels, while eating large turkey legs (grilled chicken kebabs), looking forward to where tomorrow takes them.
Riding Metal Horses up the Hudson River Valley along NYM Trek
