Gary goes hiking...in West Paterson

Rifle Camp Park and Garrett Mountain, to be precise. I've driven through Rifle Camp before...but it was winter and I didn't leave the car. Garrett...I'm pretty sure I ran cross country here in high school, but that was certainly a while ago. The views from Rifle are very nice...but from Garrett, it's spectacular. Grimy Paterson in the valley below you, NYC to the east, wondrous mountains of green to the north and west, all seen from a treacherous rocky perch. I've long championed NJ's varied topography. It almost seemed like Los Angeles. And DEER! SO many deer! Right up close to you, in packs. I was afraid they'd lunge at me at first, leaving me bloodied and twitching, but I soon lost any fear...taking their picture numerous times. I've found a new, pretty damn local place to "get away." Quite a wonderful evening.