A short drive to the Catskills and a Saturday stroll along the Ashokan Reservoir Promenade.

Wildflowers growing in the cracks of the dam.

The reservoir provides 40% of New York City’s water. Access is prohibited.

It’s a steep drop on the other side.

We didn’t see any bald eagles but we did see a cormorant and this fawn still had some spots.

Self-portrait with rusty drain

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