
Warming up to Van Ho
It was minus 10 degrees when we left Saranac Lake one December morning to hike Mount Van Hoevenberg. As we pulled out of the driveway, it was still freezing inside the car. By Anna Rehm
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It was minus 10 degrees when we left Saranac Lake one December morning to hike Mount Van Hoevenberg. As we pulled out of the driveway, it was still freezing inside the car. By Anna Rehm
Most Adirondack paddlers have heard at least part of this story. On June 15, 1991, four canoeists and one kayaker took a bumpy trip down the South Branch of the Moose River. By Mary Thill
When I went cross-country skiing with my daughter, I had two criteria: The trails should be not too far from Plattsburgh, where she attends college, and not too difficult, as Martha has not skied much in recent years. By Phil Brown
Warming up to Van HoHikers endure bone-chilling cold for breathtaking view By Anna Rehm It was minus 10 degrees when we left Saranac Lake one December morning to hike Mount Van Hoevenberg. As we pulled out of the driveway, it was still freezing inside the car. “What are we doing?” Rachael asked. Good question. Both…
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