The whirlwind tour is officially concluded when I get the first glimpse of home, near the New Paltz exit off the NYS Thruway. The highway (headed north) crests a hill and spread out before my eyes are the Catskill Mountains. The whole northern horizon is a hazy dark blue grey mountain range drawn with a child like hand, mounds and points contrasted against the bright blue evening sky. It is breath taking in its simple and elegant beauty. My mountains, my home.