In October of last year, I made a huge mistake. I tried to go to the last Oktoberfest weekend at Bear Mountain in New York. Word of advice: DO NOT try this. As my husband drove the car and we approached the exit to Perkins Memorial Drive, the road that would lead us to the top of the mountain, we noticed a police car blocking the entrance. Perkins Memorial Drive was closed, and the only way you could go to Oktoberfest was through the highway, where it seemed that a thousand cars were trying to cram into. This caused such a traffic jam that it took us almost an hour to travel one mile to the traffic circle that would lead us to Bear Mountain Inn. By this point, neither my husband nor I really thought we’d enjoy ourselves. So I used what never fails, Google, and we ended up at Storm King Art Center. It turned out to be a great day, but we promised to give Bear Mountain another go in 2017. Continue reading “The Top of Bear Mountain”