Hull Island is Dead
By Steve Geiger Hull Island is DEAD! Yes, I’m sorry to say, Hull Island is dead. DEAD! It’s over. For those of you who missed it, don’t bother coming. For those of you, like me, who killed it, the blood is on our hands. Actually, we all killed it. Yes, even you. Ithaca has been reached, breached and leached. The adventure is no more. The romance is over. Over visited, over cleared, over trampled, over built, over discussed, and mostly, over photographed. What is it now? A crime scene! Sorry, Jon, it’s over! What happened? Some might say the death spiral began when the cabin replaced the tent. Why not keep it totally wild, so every trip is raw and you enter the wilderness on its terms each time. Now, instead of sleeping under the stars, breathing in fresh air, with roots and stumps reminding you that you’re alive, and the sound of the forest keeping you on edge, we’re tucked away in a comfy cabin with cots and heat, ...