Finally! George can stop asking me, “How much further do we have to go?”
This year, for Christmas, we got each other a shared Garmin Fēnix 5S GPS for navigation. After a brief learning curve figuring out how to use it we decided to break it in in the Berkshires.
Stevens Glen is a 129-acre preserve a mile north of downtown West Stockbridge heading towards Richmond up Lenox Hill Road. There’s limited parking in front of the sign so we parked a little further down the road.
This is one of those few trails that winds downhill rather than up to get to the destination: a romantic rock cleft admired from a viewing platform. We crossed rustic wooden bridges spanning bubbling waters and circled under 100′ pines and sun-baked hemlocks. We rested on homemade tree stump benches to watch a woodpecker clamoring up a birch tree. We reflected on the many climbs we did over 2018 and the joy of surviving another winter solstice.
Back in the car, we checked the Garmin. It tracked dozens of metrics including heart rate, steps taken, calories burned, stride length, lactate threshold, and cadence. Hell, it even gauged vitals to determine if I was nearing a stroke! (Maybe George needs to wear this?)
“Is there anything this thing can’t do?” I said.
“How about, where to get an apres-hike coffee?” asked George.
And, with that, we were off to an always-crowded but dog-friendly, small-batch coffee roastery called Number Six Depot Cafe in West Stockbridge.