Well, the robins have all left the nest. The first brave chick, barely seen here in the lower right, hopped around the grounds for hours until I could no longer see or hear it. The other two stayed in the nest for over 24 hours before finally making that leap. I haven’t seen any since, but this morning I heard the most wonderful chirping in the gardens and can only imagine who was singing…
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This past Labor Day Weekend I had the pleasure of hiking the Gorge in Watkins Glen State Park in upstate New York’s Finger Lakes. Only took seven years, but eventually I had the opportunity to escape for a few hours and on a holiday weekend no less.
Located about an hour’s scenic drive from the 1795 Acorn Inn, the Gorge is nothing short of amazing. On one of the hottest and most humid days of the year, the Gorge was surprisingly cool and comfortable. Actually it was probably one of the coolest places to be.
One should be in relatively good shape for this hike as there are over 800 steps. Towards the end of the first half of the hike, my legs would not lift my body up one more step. I found myself needing to rest for a moment and then onward. The walk along the Gorge is wet, a little muddy and uneven, but not too difficult. The stairs are separated by short walks for much of the way.
We hiked up the Gorge and walked down above the Gorge. All in all, about a two-hour hike with stops for photos and a few rests. You don’t have to hike the whole thing. A shuttle bus is available to take you to the top. You can either hike up the gorge and get a ride down or get a ride up and hike down. I think I would do the former if I wasn’t going to hike both ways. Regardless of your choice, it’s advisable to wear comfortable shoes, bring plenty of water and a camera.
For more information about the Watkins Glen, visit the Area page of our web site…
We’ve had and still have many nests around the 1795 Acorn Inn this year… on our front walk, above the light outside the Innkeeper’s entrance, in the wisteria, in the Jacuzzi pavilion, in the tree right outside the Barn Suite. Everything from Cardinals to Phoebes to Red-Breasted Robins.
It’s been wonderful watching them grow. And it’s been both frightening and comedic watching them learn to fly.
Here’s the last one of four red-breasted robins that left the nest. He/she didn’t want to go far and after making it to the tree, stayed long enough for me to get close and personal.