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Backpacking 2011

At the end of my first year at Cornell, I went backpacking to recover my sanity and formulate some kind of plan for the summer.

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A good friend of mine, Peter, was nice enough to let me borrow his tent, the North Face Tadpole. I'd definitely recommend it (the tent mostly, but Peter too.)

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My trusty backpack, which ended up way too full of stuff.

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At the lake I thought I heard very large fish jumping, but then I realized it was beavers slapping their tails.

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The beavers were definitely building something, but I never saw what it was.

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It rained a lot during the first night.

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Green things!

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Bear bag

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Stove and pans I got at Eastern Mountain Sports, which I was happy to find has a 15% discount for students!

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Breakfast #1 — egg with black beans, jalapeƱos, green olives, spinach, and blue cheese. Other meals not shown (it was mostly downhill from here).

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A little visitor.

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I saw what I think was a red-tailed hawk flying around carrying a fish or chipmunk or something. I tried to stealthily get my camera out without scaring him, but I barely got this shot off before he flew away carrying his prey.

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Ahh yes, the main reason for the camping trip: to read A PhD is Not Enough. Finished it, good advice, 4.3/5 stars (only 4/5 stars if not read on a hammock).

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I only happened upon and chatted with two people on my trip. One was collecting Morels (a kind of mushroom), and the other was collecting wild leeks. This isn't a Morel, but I found myself wondering whether it would have been good with my eggs.

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A mother lode of wild leeks.

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Wild leeks. I meant to pick some right before I hiked home, but I forgot.

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A very peaceful way to read.

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On the way back I saw a little brown animal running around, but it didn't look quite like a squirrel or chipmunk. When it finally stopped running, I realized it was some kind of ferret or weasel.

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As it turned to make its way farther from this particular photographer, it grabbed what I thought might have been its young. Looking at a zoomed-in image revealed that it was actually breakfast.

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Breakfast to go.

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Ithaca's South Hill Rec Way.

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