[Journal Entry for February 16, 2007].  I arrived at the parking lot by the Reeves Meadow Visitor Center in Harriman Park at about 7AM, with the temperature about 13F.  The sun was lighting up the top of Blauvelt Mountain, to my northwest, but the valley of the Reeves Brook was still in shadow.  About 4 inches of snow is on the ground.  It fell two days ago: a heavy and damp snowfall that is now extremely firm but not crusty.  I donned by crampons, expecting that the path along Reeves Brook might be icy in places.  The Brook is flowing strongly, but is mostly, but not completely, covered with ice.  The center section is open water, flowing past interesting ice formations. I walk along the trail that follows the river bank, flowing the brook upstream, and cross the footbridge that is just south of the confluence of the Stony and Pine Meadow Brooks.  I take a look at the Stony, which is completely snow-covered, but take the trail that follows the Pine Meadow Brook.  It is fairly steep at this point, and wanders between boulders and ledges.  Pine Meadow Brook makes a cascade in this area.  I come across a frozen waterfall of greenish-blue ice.  I’m glad that I’m wearing my crampons, for the trail in this area is partly ice-covered (but not to the degree that I couldn’t detour around the ice, has I not been wearing them).  The sun is starting to reach down into the valley, now.  The sunshine slowly creeps down the northern valley wall, and streaks of light begin to shine through the trees on the southern wall. I cross Pine Meadow Brook at the last bridge, which is about an hour’s walk from the car, at today’s rather slow pace.  I spend rather a long time trying to take a picture of myself on the bridge, using the time-delay setting on my camera.  It’s hard to get right; the camera’s small buttons are hard to manipulate in the cold, either with warm, glove-covered fingers or with numb exposed fingers.  But eventually I manage one that fairly decent. I take a trail along the south side of the valley on the way back.  It’s sits fairly high on the valley wall, and affords a nice view of the hills to the north.  I pass a women and her dog as I near the parking lot.  About two hours.