An hour north of New York City there is a small town called Cold Spring. Many people from the big city like to hike in the areas surrounding the small town because of how easy it is to access from the local commuter rail.

One day, a man from the big city decided to go hiking the day after a rainfall. The weather would keep away many of the people who would usually hike on a Saturday morning, leaving the man all the room he needs to reconnect with nature and himself.

He decided to take the big loop, a nine-mile trail that had beautiful views of the Hudson River halfway through where he could stop and eat his lunch.

It was winter and there were patches of ice throughout the trail, but the day after the rainfall was unusually warm so the man didn’t worry about it. Continue reading “The Parable of the Old Man and the Icy Trail” →