Arriving at the top of Blackcap the trail turns left and wanders along stone ridge, mountain laurel and underbrush as it heads towards Route 6.
The trail stays in the woods longer than expected following a chain-link fence about 30 feet in from the forest line and the highway. Again the leaves from last fall have accumulated beside the fence and have left the footing slippery and unstable.
The roadway is obviously the old Route 6 as the oddly out of place double yellow lines on the abandoned road are still visible.
For the next several miles The Long Path follows paved roads.
Now that I was out in the direct sunlight, heat management had become an issue.
The day was slightly humid and in the 70s but while I was in the woods where it was reasonably shaded and the pleasantly cool breezes from the mountain top exposures provided a comfort that was no longer available.
I trotted my way down the old route 6 and rounded a gentle bend and was presented with a view of the backside of the Woodbury Commons Premium Outlets . Continuing past the view of the shoppers mecca (that I have no interest in), the road continues to descend and passes over a wire barrier to an active road through a very cute little neighborhood.
I can see Schunemunk off in the distance as I wished for the rain the weather reports had said were a possibility. Unfortunately the possibility of a storm was as far away as the mountain. The humidity was higher than it had been all spring and there was no shade for the next few miles as I began to suffer.
At the end of the road I took a right onto Smith Clove Road. I quickly realized this road was very different from the previous 8 miles. The road possessed the narrowest of shoulders and the cars were recklessly speeding along the windy road. On several occasions coming too close for comfort.
I passed the scenic Smith Clove Golf Club nestled under the wooded mountains that I had just emerged.
Before too long I took a left and meandered over a Pine Hill and eventually over the Route 84o overpass, and finally wrapping my way down the curvy road to Woodbury Creek.
At the creek the path merges right and crosses the road and runs the last couple of miles along a gas pipeline between the creek and the Metro-North tracks.
There were a few difficult graveled areas that I suspect were washed out during hurricane Irene and repaired with large ankle twisting grey gravel.
I made my way to the the creek as it runs parallel to route 32 and under the train trestle. The trail frustratingly runs down to the creek and loops back up the hill to route 84 and back down to route 32.
I probably could have crossed at the first encounter with the creek, but I wanted to run this portion of The Long Path in it's entirety. So I blindly followed the blazes eventually reaching Route 32.
I climbed over the guardrail and I know I have but a few hundred yards up the winding road to reach the car I dropped off earlier.
I drove home with a cherry red face, air-conditioning on full blast.
Distance: 11.10 miles
Time: 3hrs 23min
Elevation Gain: 1,780 ft