Instead of hitting some sick boofs and stomping the gnar, this weekend we opted to hike at Breakneck Ridge. We figured a beautiful hike on a sunny day in Cold Springs, NY would surely be warmer than white water boat ridin’ on some frosty waves.
We were wrong. Looking out over the cliffs became a very dangerous venture as the strong winds threatened to send us careening over the edge. Sheets of ice made the scrambles extra scrambly and the falling icicles rocketed directly towards our skulls. Luckily, we made it out alive with a just few scrapes and more than a few bruised bums. We discovered a completely frozen-through pond and celebrated not slipping on it and busting our faces with some delicious challah bread.
As with most CUWK adventures, this trip was really about the food afterwards. We drove our sweaty selves to Rincon Argentino and enjoyed an obscene number of empanadas, tres leches cake, flan, and gelato. 10/10 will chow down again soon.
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