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In her fifth work about the Adirondacks, author Sandra Weber has written a children’s book about her adventures in the High Peaks with her 11-year-old daughter, Marcy. The two trekked 60 miles over 11 days, climbing Mount Marcy and Mount Marshall, hiking to Indian Pass and Avalanche Pass, and camping at Duck Hole. They were…
Getting there is half the fun! By Dick Beamish As the traffic sounds of Route 3 fade away and the majestic stands of hemlock cast a spell, it seems to Rachel and me that this is the forest primeval, one that Hiawatha would be at home in. It is also the trail to Ampersand Mountain…
Paddlers explore a river worth protecting By Mark Bowie After each paddling excursion on an Adirondack river or lake, I return with special remembrances, mind’s-eye imagery of the unique personality of the waterway. My indelible impressions from a recent trip on Fall Stream are of canoes and kayaks cruising a ribbony channel through marshland panoramas,…
One thing you can be sure of when you go bouldering: The names of the climbing routes (or "problems," in the sport's lingo) are going to be entertaining. By Alan Wechsler
For days, I had been telling my daughter Becky and her boyfriend, Nyle, about my first visit to Wilcox Lake, hoping to whet their appetite for our weekend camping trip. By Phil Brown
The Black River flows southwest from the Adirondacks, draining North Lake. It takes a sharp turn at Forestport to continue northwest outside the Adirondack Park. I had to convince the Explorer that a review of Michael Doyle’s The Forestport Breaks really belonged in an Adirondack magazine. It does, because the history of Forestport, with its…
Who needs another bird book? Adirondack birdwatchers, and birders elsewhere in North America, have good reason these days to feel as if they’ve been thrust into an Alfred Hitchcock film. Bird books! Bird books! Everywhere we turn, new ones batter our senses, flashing pretty covers, darkening horizons by their sheer menacing numbers, clamoring for our…
Jaime Ethier saw a timber rattlesnake here once. It lay coiled in the grass, just off the trail. “I almost stepped on it,” he recalls as we walk through the oak-hickory forest on Split Rock Mountain. By Phil Brown
You get a sense of wildness on the Chubb River almost as soon as you push off from the put-in spot outside Lake Placid. By Phil Brown
Hikers find solitude just outside town By Phil Brown Talk about a great day. We visited two mountain ponds, climbed two peaks with gorgeous views, hiked for miles through a virgin forest and saw not a soul in our 81/2-hour journey. Thank you, Richard Hayes Phillips … I think. A geologist and acoustic musician from…