Walking Woodstock: The Republic of Ashokan

April 16, 2012 05:00 PM | 0 0 comments | 7 7 recommendations | email to a friend | print
On a cool, overcast March morning recently I climbed Overlook Mountain, with the intent of renewing citizenship in the Republic of Ashokan. Climbing Overlook is nothing new; I had done it dozens of times as casually as I once walked from Times Square to Washington Square. What was different was that age had crept up on me. I had become, perforce, a saunterer in Woodstock. A flaneur. Could I still hike?

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