Friday, April 26, 2019

Weather or not, here we come!

No matter how much we plan and prepare before taking a vacation, we always neglect one important task. I'm not naming names, but whoever was supposed to be in charge of arranging the weather for this trip seems to have fallen down on the job. 

Since leaving home we've experienced one nice day in Ohio and another in New York; otherwise, we've had rain, clouds, wind, and more rain. Yesterday we soaked in all the sun we could find around Lake Otsego, spending the morning at the Fenimore Art Museum (where the Native American collection contains baskets so tiny I can't believe a human hand could have woven them) and the afternoon at Glimmerglass State Park (where the hiking trails were pretty muddy but a walk in the woods yielded sightings of many woodpeckers, skunk cabbages, and deer). Today, on the other hand, we drove through driving rain, viewed lovely Lake George through fog, and decided to spend the afternoon indoors where there's heat. 

This is not the first time the weather has thwarted vacation plans. Remember our honeymoon? We spent part of it at a beach where the temperature was near freezing, and then spent a few days at a ski area where there was no snow so we looked at the map for things to do that didn't require snow. Which is how we ended up touring the Johnstown Flood National Memorial. On our honeymoon. 

Now we have a full day and a half at Lake George and the forecast suggests that the rain might let up tomorrow afternoon. We've driven up to Ticonderoga and oohed and aahed over many gorgeous houses and majestic views, but if we don't get a break in the weather, we may break down and resort to visiting an outlet mall. For now, though, I'm just happy that I brought a good book to read.

Lake Otsego


Oldest covered bridge in America, built in 1825


We saw a doe and fawn amongst the skunk cabbages and a larger group of deer elsewhere in the woods.

I love the different bark colors; you don't see birch in my woods back home.

Skunk cabbages were everywhere.

The LaChute River in Ticonderoga. Water is high, thanks to spring thaw and rain.

The fact that the sign is necessary tells you something.

Lake George



  

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