The children of course expressed their traditional disdain for an outdoor adventure, but once we got there seemed to enjoy themselves very much, snow-filled sneakers notwithstanding. The Man had promised us waterfalls, but though we could hear rushing water, and glimpse it through the trees, we couldn't get to it dry-footed on account of dozens of treacherous snow-covered streams all along the route.
So we'll just have to visit Plotter Kill again later in the year. By the way, there are a lot of 'kills' in New York State. The word comes from the Old or Middle Dutch for 'creek'. 'Plotter Kill' does have quite a villainous ring to it though, and we were not entirely surprised to come across this grisly scene in the woods: deer versus coyote, I suspect.
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