Everywhere you turn in Catskills there is water.
It comes as a surprise, but slowly. As you travel point to point, and especially if your have the windows down, you hear it as you see it. Rushing, babbling, quietly running past, alongside and under you as you traverse the small towns and homesteads that lay nestled in this 700,000 acre wilderness that exists just 2 hours from Manhattan. Rivers and streams pour from the mountains ceaselessly filling the lakes with literally the cleanest water in the United States. And if that were not enough, blessing us with more waterfalls than anywhere in the world per square mile. Time to gas up and hit the road.