Blue Ridge Wilderness
It’s barely above zero, and we’re skiing across Lake Durant into the wind. After pulling on my balaclava, all I can hear is my breathing. By Phil Brown
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BREIA trails
Here in the foothills near Boonville, the BREIA cross-country ski center has set its own path. By Tom Woodman
Henry’s Woods – A sweet treat for skiers
Winter came late. We didn't get our first decent snowstorm until the second week of December, maybe six inches over two days, enough to ski the new trail at Henry's Woods outside Lake Placid. By Phil Brown
3 favorite winter treks
With snowshoes, you can go just about anywhere in the Adirondack Park. But with more than two thousand miles of trails, where do you start? By Carl Heilman
Making tracks up Debar Mountain
Although only 3,300 feet in elevation, Debar Mountain rises prominently from the flatter terrain to the north and west - the direction from which it is approached. By Tony Goodwin
Gore-to-Garnet traverse
The best ski trip from Gore Mountain does not involve a chairlift. Rather, it’s an all-day cross-country tour offered by the folks at Garnet Hill Lodge, which takes skiers from the shoulder of Gore along land owned by the Barton Mine Co. before returning to Garnet Hill.
Henry’s Woods
Winter came late. We didn't get our first decent snowstorm until the second week of December, maybe six inches over two days--enough to ski the new trail at Henry's Woods outside of Lake Placid. By Phil Brown
Climbing the Trap Dike
We started up the trail a little after 9 a.m., but the real adventure began about noon, after we had hiked to Avalanche Lake and stood gazing up at the Trap Dike, the famous gash in the cliffs of Mount Colden. By Phil Brown
Owls Head a wise choice
Did the Adirondacks used to have a lot more owls? I wonder because this summer I climbed an Owl Head Lookout near Elizabethtown, an Owls Head near Keene, and an Owls Head Mountain near Long Lake. By Phil Brown
Moose Mountain Pond
I had made a date earlier in the week to go cross-country skiing with my daughter, so when I awoke to find several inches of fresh sugary powder in Saranac Lake, I looked forward to a great day. By Phil Brown