Tupper Lake

On our most recent venture into the great North Woods, we completed a day-paddling trifecta around the central Adirondacks. We started each day in Newcomb and radiated to our treks from there.

After our arrival in Newcomb, we car-topped Hornbeck Boats and began down the long muffler crunching path that leads to the Essex Chain of Lakes. We carried to the shore of Deer Pond and then carried to Third Lake. We were taken with the landscape surrounding the largest lake of the chain and admired the backcountry setting as we explored the northern arm of the lake. We then followed the chain in numerical order, finally turning around at tiny seventh. The Essex Chain seems lightly used based on some of the weedy channels that we "paddle whacked" through.

On our second day we used our kayaks and met the Atwell Paddlers at Big Moose Lake. We had not paddled on this lake since 2012 but were still enamored with the northeastern arm of the lake where we had our lunch. We also explored east bay and ducked into north bay before heading out, we were on a schedule since we had to make it back to Newcomb for their weekly bands on the beach.

In the evening we met Amy, Ben and Maya at the beach and enjoyed some classic rock sounds before going to Scoops to gorge ourselves on banana splits! Get 'em while they're cold!

Our third installment in our paddling trip turned out to be the biggest surprise of all. We had driven by Tupper Lake for years, but the northern section of the lake from the road never looked like an interesting paddle. Despite this, we decided to give the southern section a try. It was a beautiful area of the lake with interesting islands, bays and mountains surrounding the landscape. It was quite unlike the northern part and rivaled the Saranac Lakes. We paddled into Black Bay for lunch at the lean-to and headed south to see the falls from the Bog River before heading out. We will be back to this spot for sure!

Atwell to Newcomb

On our first August weekend, we kidnapped our nephew and brought him to North Lake for the annual Atwell Fish and Game Club Picnic. We strapped on the feedbag and played some fiddle music to entertain the crowd. Ben enjoyed the sack race and tug-of-war. When he wasn't picnicking, he enjoyed swimming, motorboat rides and fishing. We had a great time catching up with family.

We took Ben to Newcomb for one night where we met his Mom and traded him for our niece. After a nice wade in the Opalescent River, we spent the next few days paddling on Blue Mountain Lake and entertaining the denizens of Newcomb with music. A good time had by all!

Raquette Lake

After arriving home from our western road trip, we were itching to get in our boats. We strapped our kayaks to the top of the car and headed to Tom's cabin in Newcomb for some kayaking day trips. Fortunately each trip would put us through Long Lake's ice cream corner.

On day one, we headed north to Tupper Lake but were sadly met with strong winds and rain. It was not the experience that we were looking for on such a big lake. We turned the car around and headed to Horseshoe Lake, just south of Tupper for an afternoon paddle. With clouds overhead and some rain, we paddled the mostly wild shoreline, admiring the campsites along the way. This lake seems to be an overlooked portion of the Whitney wilderness.

We got ice cream cones at Hoss's to finish our first day.

Our second day of paddling was at Raquette Lake. Launching at Golden Beach, we followed the northern shore, skirting Big Island and following the shoreline of Osprey Island. We then met the caretaker at Tioga Point where we stopped for lunch as we pursued historic photographs of the building coplex that was once housed there. We continued north to Needle Island and turned around when the wind really started to blow. On our return trip, we skirted the longer side of Big Island and found the lean-to's available for camping.

We got ice cream cones at Hoss's to finish our second day.

Our third day turned into a bit of a bust. Arriving at Long Lake, we saw thunderheads in the sky and decided to have some ice cream at Hoss's to wait it out. It kept looking ominous so we headed back to Newcomb to paddle a tiny portion of Harris Lake. Unfortunately the conditions were not in our favor so we packed out to the orchard for the evening.