We drove to Watkins Glen Friday afternoon and enjoyed an amble through some shops before choosing a local diner for dinner. The main event was a quick drive down the street to the entrance of the Glen, and a walk up the causeway into the canyon. We started just at the tail-end of daylight -- darkness descends early and quickly in the canyon!
The Glen's stream descends 400 feet over a two-mile section, generating 19 waterfalls along the way. The gorge path winds over and under the waterfalls, and right through the spray of Cavern Cascade.
The pathway, carved out of rock, was wet and slippery and we had to watch our step carefully -- especially on the way back down. We didn't make it all the way to the top of the canyon, choosing to head back down while the light was good.
We arrived back at the campsite to discover that it had filled up while we were gone. As we parked a girl came running over asking if "our stuff is in your way?" They had run out of room on their site, and had generously moved onto our site with a shelter/awning, several long tables for cooking, and a tent. In the picture below you can see their little pup tent, just inches away from the rear end of the Silvermine. My window opened directly over their tent window, and I was to find out that night . . . that somebody snored!
Well, it was just that kind of camping -- festive and fun, and close and personal! And, the wine tasting hadn't even started yet! Tune back in (same bat-time, same bat-channel) to see how the fun progressed.
We don’t go camping any more . . . we go ‘streamin’ ! The “SIlvermine and His” is our 2016 23' Airstream, and ‘streamin’ is the name we use to describe our adventures. Stream along as we document everything from weekend trips to longer summer excursions and full-blown vacations. You know what they say: if you’re not in an Airstream – you’re just camping!
Tom & Ella Brown