Here are some photos.
Here is the route of my hike, 2.5 miles out and 2.5 miles back:
I am sure that this harmless and beautiful spotted salamander - about seven inches long - was minding its business when someone senselessly killed it. I am not sure I will ever figure people out:
I wondered whether or not trains still used the tracks or not. I had been on the tracks less than a half mile when this question was clearly answered. This is where I was glad I was alone. If I had been with another couple of men, one of them - with too much testosterone - would have talked everyone into trying to walk across one of the rails. Instead, I climbed down into the washout and crossed the stream on rocks, barely getting just one foot wet when a rock shifted:
There were rivlets and water falls at many spots along the way:
A view looking back along the tracks, with the flank of Tremper Mountain in the distance:
The Esopus was raging along after Saturday's rains:
Views of Tremper Mountain beyond Esopus Creek: