Start: Duanesburg, NY
End: Galway, NY
Tonight I'm staying at another bed and breakfast. It's in a very pretty house that was built in the 1700s. It's the only lodging option in the area. I'm the only guest tonight. It's operated by an older couple who moved up here from New Jersey 12 years ago. The husband, Ralph, is a sculptor and now teaches art history and studio art. His wife, Nancy, is away right now, so it's just me and Ralph at the house.
I woke up pretty early and had a cup of coffee with Dave. Then he drove me down to the Mohawk River, where there's a bike path that my route uses. I walked three mils before joining up with the potential Long Path extension that I've been following from Altamont to the Adirondacks. Around 10, I got to Lock 9 Canal Park, where I had originally planned to camp last night. There is a nice park there, along with a lock that is used to lower boats. It looked like the lock was still in use.
I also passed through Wolf Hollow. It is an area where there has been recent seismic activity. My path passed through a 1000 foot depression along a fault line. While I stopped to take a break, a car pulled up behind me. It was Howard Hart, a volunteer with the NY-NJ Trail Conference, who I had e-mailed when planning my trip. He had sent me the potential road-walking route from Altamont to the Adirondacks that I've been following. He was checking that route and discovered one of the directions was wrong, and he was trying to track me down and give me the correct directions. I guess it wasn't hard for him to miss a guy with a backpack on the side of the road. It was very nice to meet him, and very nice of him to chase me down.
I had dinner at the Cock and Bull, a pub-style restaurant in Galway (and pretty much the only place to eat in town). After I ordered, the waitress asked if I wouldn't mind going to the kitchen to talk to the chef/owner. When he heard that a hiker had randomly walked in to the restaurant, he wanted to talk to me. Of course I didn't mind. He was really interested in my trip, and he had been up in the High Peaks region in the Adirondacks. Then when I was done eating, a few guys at the bar wanted to talk to me about my trip as well. It's weird getting a lot of attention about my trip. I guess now that I'm somewhat in the midle of nowhere, where there aren't any trails nearby, people are curious about what I'm doing there with a backpack.
A few of the people I spoke to offered for me to tent in their yards, or gave me advice about nearby parks I could camp in (illegally). If The bed and breakfast I'm staying at is very nice, but I do wish I hadn't reserved a room here two months ago when I was planning the trip. I think it would've been more fun and interesting to not have set plans.