The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step - or, in my case, with a trip to Penn Station.
On arrival at Hawk Mountain's South Lookout, we were immediately rewarded with a closeup of not one, but two migrating eagles (look carefully on the left for the second one):
Here is a closeup of the circling raptor:
It was a warm, sunny day, and the foliage was only starting to turn:
Oddly, we weren't the only ones who thought it was a good day to sit at the North Lookout and watch for migrating raptors:
Over the course of the afternoon, the clouds meandered in and out across the landscape:
The rays of the sun shining through the clouds lent the scene a biblical aspect:
The sun broke through again, but clouds slowly chased across the valley:
We hiked the long way through the woods, scrambling across rocks. This tree showed us the importance of tenacity:
That evening, in a nearby town, milkweeds by twilight:
An amusement park on the way back to NYC:
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