Campgaw
Campgaw Mountain
So I spent the day in the suburbs of NJ yesterday. Not normally where I hang, but if you live in a town with your own little ski hill, then I guess I can see the appeal.
Part of Campgaw is a ski resort with a couple of lifts, a few trails, snowmaking capabilities, night skiing, and tubing. If I have to choose between going to Big Snow to get midweek laps in the city or going to Campgaw, I would definitely drive the extra 20 minutes for the latter.
Campgaw has many hiking trails that include a disc golf course. It also has very spaced apart trees, so my backcountry ski obsessed mind was already imagining possibilities.
The trails aren’t very rocky. The gradient is super mellow and might be great for someone who wants to dip their toes into trail running. It could be fun to explore on skis for sure. The trails also weren’t really wet yesterday, which was a nice change from the mosquito swarming wetness we’ve had in the Catskills recently.
They also have a lot of lean-tos for camping. We saw two within 100 ft of each other and they both had silver grey Infinitis parked next to them. Come to think of it, my mom also bought silver grey Infinitis when she moved to the suburbs. Guess it’s a cultural thing??
After that, we went to Dave and Busters where Deb, the Queen of the Arcade, proceeded to figuratively emasculate me in every single game we played. The defeats were quick, efficient, cold. My ego was bruised so I took solace in two Goose Island IPAs. Then I noticed they had Sierra Nevada’s Hazy Little Thing. I wish I had spotted that before. It’s absolutely delicious!! I think hazy IPAs have become the new favorite.
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