On our latest venture into the Adirondack park, we started by meeting our friends Andy and Carrie at Boreas Ponds. They had never been and we enjoyed some fresh made corn bread while we floated our armada of Hornbeck boats beneath the amazing view of the Great Range. The skies were overcast and the air was crisp which was a welcome change after the sweltering summer that we've had thus far.
We bid adieu to our friends and made our way to Newcomb for the night before the next leg of our journey to downtown Atwell, New York. The tiny hamlet would be hosting its annual picnic and we joined to strap on the feedbag! I regaled Annabel with stories of Atwell Martin (the hermit that lived in the area in the 1800's and she decided that we should bring him some food from the picnic. In midafternoon, we hiked the trail to his hermitage site with some food for him (which is still oddly treeless...) and I'm sure that his ghost appreciated it.
We whiled away the rest of the weekend playing in the water and the neighbors were nice enough to pump up their floating trampoline for Annabel to jump on!
The car headed back to Newcomb for another evening for the next stage of our trip - a camping trip on Middle Saranac Lake. We had reserved the site on Norway Island for two evenings. We packed the car despite smoggy skies and headed north. We found lunch in Tupper Lake where we wolfed down calzones at Guido's Pizzeria...yum.
Because of the smoky skies, we decided to spend most of the first day at the Wild Center where we could duck inside. Annabel particularly enjoyed the spider web, watching the otters and fish and playing with fans on the engineering table.
By late afternoon, we packed our boats and paddled to Norway Island's rocky shore. We set up camp for the next couple nights where we would listen to loon calls and relax.
We didn't venture far the next day - after spending most of the morning on "breakfast rock" as Annabel named it, we took a short trip to Middle Saranac Lake's beach for a swim. After returning to our island, we spent the rest of the afternoon reading Roald Dahl and watching pine needles smolder in the campfire.
On our final day - it was time to pack out. We filled our kayak holds and packed the car while Annabel helped launch stranger's boats onto the river. It was time for another calzone at Guido's before we headed home. This marked Annabel's first island camping experience!
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