“Ok guys, according to the map, we’re hiking just 2 miles to the campsite. But trust me, it feels like 10.” And with that, we started what would be an epic backpacking trip to Horse Stable Mountain on the southern most edge of Harriman State Park. And despite the extreme effects of camping in a polar vortex, I don’t think I laughed as hard than I did with these happy campers. By the end, when our toes were feeling like they’d been smashed by angry leprechauns with hammers, all agreed that the map was mostly conceptual. That was not 2 miles.