Every year, one day between the 10th of September and the 19th of September is the Big Day at Hawk Mountain.
The day that thousands of hawks pass over the ridge at Hawk Mountain. The days before and after, only hundreds fly past.
This September, I hiked Hawk Mountain with my friends, my sons. The weekend of the 11th and 12th, early in the season but right in the range of the Big Day. A couple of years ago on September 11, Hawk Mountain saw seven thousand hawks. In one day. We camped at a secret spot not far from Hawk Mountain where the air is clean and stars dance across the midnight sky. Hiking, that was the reason for the trip. That and Hawk Watching.
Well, it was certainly a fun weekend. Let me start by saying that the Allegrippis Trails are almost everything that people say about them: fast, flowy, like a big pump track, like a roller coaster, and on and on. They are not, however, as smooth as people claim: buttery smooth and no rocks have both been stated and are both wrong. There are plenty of rocks. Not as many as Rothrock, perhaps (and I've never been to Rothrock, so I can't say for certain), but there are enough to make it bumpy... sometimes.
I digress. The trails are fun. Very fun, in fact. Larry and Jamye decided to make a camping trip out of it, and I was lucky enough to get an invitation.
