Into the Storm
Aug 11, 2022
5 minutes
BY SHIR FILLER
hen I hike in spring or fall, and even what might be considered summer in places other than the Adirondacks, I always carry hats, gloves, rain pants, rain jacket, hand and foot warmers, head lamp, Band-Aids, extra socks, an extra fleece, extra food, and too much water. One June day, when my sisters in New York City were wearing T-shirts as they strolled in Prospect Park, my friend Kristi and I were on Algonquin, the second highest peak in New York State, in an ice storm. I was grateful for all the items in my pack. Before setting out that morning, I had questioned each one, given that I’d been sweating in 80 degrees the day before. But as Kristi and I neared the summit,
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