UD just asked Mr. UD this question.
After the Summer Institute in Civic Studies was over, Mr. UD met an old friend, David, at the Red Barn Grill and Tavern, in Summit, New York, and from there they drove to our house in the hills (take Bear Gulch Road – if your car can handle it – and you’ll eventually get to our hidden lane) for a little male bonding in the wilderness.
As these results show, there’s not much to do up there, so a lot of people — including college students — get drunk or high. You can, in season, go hunting. Hiking. Berry-picking. Swimming (lots of ponds). But drinking’s big all year round.
“Sure we drank,” said Mr. UD, glancing up from a piece of paper headed A CIVIC INTELLECTUAL DISCIPLINE. “Water.”