Thursday, September 18, 2014

Adirondack Walkabout--Indian Lake

Hi Everyone,
     Well here we are in beautiful Indian Lake with my sister under the sign. I love that these little towns are called Hamlets because it reminds me of English Shakespeare lingo(no pun intended on the play). Anyway, it was very cold that day but we are Huntley, Long Lake, Adirondack strong stubborn women, so cold, rain, etc., does not deter us if we want to do something. Is it a good trait? Maybe--sometimes good and sometimes not so good, but we'll take it with a smile.
 Here is the Pickle Lady's  house. We met one of the ladies at our Blue Mountain walk. They sell pickles everywhere and Venita was very interested because she too makes pickles. The pickle lady thought this might be one of the oldest houses in Indian Lake. I didn't ask the historian about it but did ask about another one.
I had a pamphlet on some of these old houses; however, if I don't keep cards or pamphlets I in my travel pack until I need them, they get lost among my hundreds of files and  research papers for the history book I am writing. So, please feel free to comment here or on the Facebook page if you have any added information. I can take pictures but will not know a lot of the history of these towns we are walking through. I will try to furnish it when I have it.
This is a cool barn-style old building that is now a restaurant. I am sure it has a wonderful history. I understand the food is very good.
I always remembered this place as the ice cream place, I think. On Memorial Day we had parades and fireman's competitions. They would close the streets in these little towns and the bands and fireman would compete. The fireman winners got water dumped over their heads. Hmmm, what  prize. The bands got trophies. There was lots of ice cream for the kids and beer for the fireman. The Long Lake band had hot wool suits and Indian Lake and Long Lake had the same school colors==orange and black. I remember a beautiful majorette from Indian Lake. I think her name was Linda King and she twirled a fire baton. I was a young majorette star struck by her talent. 
This is a wonderful place both inside and out--Pines Store. I went inside it once to talk to the owner about carrying my books. They weren't there, but I want to go back and browse. The outside certainly attracts the attention of the passer by. Love it!
We stopped at Stewarts to uh, use the bathroom and buy coffee for me so I would have to do that again in fifteen minutes. Love, love, love coffee! These women were wonderful about us taking their picture. What a beautiful smile I captured with this photo. Hats off to Stewarts in Indian Lake! Every time I stop in there I am greeted by a friendly staff. Keep up the good work!
Ahh, this is a sad store. I remember when it wasn't even Springs Store, I think. I can't remember what it was before then, but I do know that Springs owned it for years. I went to school with the four Spring kids and Stephen was in my class. Would love to see this place alive again as it is just a cool old place.
Here is pristine Lake Abenaki with a big bull moose walking on water. Wow, how spiritual is a moose anyway! My friend, Kathy's, shop is just up over the hill but we didn't get that far. She is also an author and has Abenaki Studios with all kinds of wonderful "Adirondacki" items and inside.
For some reason, we seem to have to visit the graveyards in every town. I guess we like to include the living and the dead. But lo and behold, I knew a few of the people. We found John Tracy's stone. He and his wife were friends of my mom and dad and my brother once lived in the cabin behind their house on Blue Mountain hill. Lovely little cemetery on a hill.
This is "Little Gail" on the moose chair. Loved this chair as it made me look small and looking small without going on a diet is always a "Good thing." It reminds me of the "Laugh In" show where that female comedian sat on the big chair(can't remember her name; anybody remember?)
I like old signs and loved this one. Love to look at places that "Used to be."

We also walked down Bennett Road all the way to the end looking for a way back up to Rt 28; however, it came to a dead end, but it was a neat country road just right for walking. I remember some Bennett's from school days. Wonder if this road is named after them.
 Now, we are headed for Lake Pleasant. Time for more coffee so stopped in the Mobil Station. The women here were a bit shy so they are hiding their faces but they were laughing about it. I bought the best tasting muffin ever and ate it as we headed toward Big Brook Road.
Ta da, Big Brook Road. Wandered down this road for awhile. Lots of neat stuff and a wonderful road for walking.
Whoops. Kind of out of order but we loved this  fence. It was on Bennett Road, and I had to snap a picture of it, especially, in case my sister and I get it in our heads to build one some day.
On the way back, I snapped this picture of the Indian Lake Theater that has been here forever. Bill Zullo says forever is 1938. Wish the Long Lake one had not been torn down many moons ago. We watched many a movie in this old building. Yea, Indian Lake, for still having it!

Thank you, Bill, and my email friend from Indian Lake for your help. Please feel free to comment or correct me. I love feedback. Next walk is Newcomb. Stay tuned!

Monday, September 8, 2014

Adirondack Walkabout--Blue Mountain Lake, NY


     This Walkabout will take us to many places that neither of us are familiar with, so the writings will focus on our experience and anything we might remember if we were there. I also will illicit  help sometimes with the history. For this jaunt, I did call our Hamilton County Historian who helped me out with several questions I had; however, once we started walking, I took pictures of things that "Caught my eye," so I do not have histories of everything. I invite you to comment either here or on Facebook if you would like to educate us on anything you know about the pictures I post.
     We parked the car at Blue Mountain Design and walked across the road to this beautiful old building. The sign says it is an Episcopal Church and it was a school house before it was a church. The bell was given by Mrs. Levi Morton in 1886. There was a beautiful harp inside. What a unique place to attend church!

     This is Steamboat Landing, once a boathouse for the huge steamers that took tourists through the lakes in the early 1900s. The famous, Tuscarora steamship, was docked here. When Venita and I were kids, it was a restaurant, and I believe it had gas pumps out front. 

     This is on the same side of the street as the log church and Steamboat Landing. At one time, this was Bump Callahan's store on one side and the post office on the other side. Sadly, it is now closed. Love to see it opened like it was when I was young.
This is the spot just before the Methodist  Church that once housed Eddie Wheeler's Bar, Lemony's or Sam's Store and Bump Callahans house. All of those buildings  burned down in a terrible fire. Thanks, Mike T. for names of places. I remember a time when Long Lake did not have one store open in the winter, and we had to drive to the little store in Blue to get a loaf of bread. Does anybody know the year of the fire? Did I spell Lemony right? Had to spell it like it sounded. It is not in the phone book.

We then walked by this little church that was purported to be started by a man named Duryea who lived at the Hedges. It was a nondenominational church but the sign says it is a Methodist church now. We had a beautiful morning and the sun was now beating down pretty good. My sister was loving it, but I like cooler weather. No complaints though because this little town is absolutely breathtaking. I am mostly targeting the towns, so I am not getting any lake pictures. However,when I look to my right and see that beautiful water protected by the majestic domed mountain it is easy to see why the town and the mountain have their name. Try it. What color do you see?
And here we are up the road and to the right entering Prospect Point.  At one time the most fashionable hotel in Northern United States graced this property(Prospect Point Website). It was built by Frederic Durant and hosted the rich and famous from 1881-1915. With the help of Thomas Edison, Prospect House was the first hotel in the world with an electric light in every room. Today, the place rents wonderful cottages on the lake. There is a rock on the property that contains the survey marker of Verplank Colvin, the famous surveyor of the Adirondacks.

Around the corner and through the woods we come to The Hedges,as beautiful as the place we just left and bit more "Adirondacky." it was the seasonal home to Hiram Duryea  from 1890-1920. Hmmm, maybe same one connected with church.The main lodge was built in 1882 and the stone lodge between 1900-1903.

 Below is an awesome room in one of the several buildings at the Hedges. Keep scrolling down past this picture for more.


 This is the main lodge. The woman is coming from the dining room. My sister and I were mesmerized by the flowers throughout this wonderful place. Virginia Jennings, a fellow Long Laker, did a wonderful job!
The next morning my friend, Linda and I, went to The Hedges for breakfast. It was absolutely wonderful! I loved the atmosphere and the food as well. We stopped and said Hi to Pat, the owner, who also owns the antique store in Long Lake where the old post office used to be. She is a nice lady and thought the Adirondack Walkabout was a great idea.

Next, we walked past Thomas Edison road and turned right on Durant Road. I was looking for my friend, Katie Curry's house but never did find it. However, we did find old Flip Joyce's Garage. He used to do body work in this building.

Now we are at that quaint little cemetery on the hill. We found this gravestone. His name is on the other side of the stone. Anybody a relative? We probably spent almost an hour there trying to find our friend, Jane Tracy's stone. We found it along with Uncle Buck and Aunt Gert's. It's getting mighty hot now.
Okay. It speaks for itself. We are off Durant Road headed back to town.
Went back over to Steamboat Landing looking for an old acquaintance, Ernie LaPrairie. He was not there but had a wonderful chat with a man from North River and discovered he had attended our father's establishment, The Lakeside Lodge or Huntley's "In the day." We decided I probably served him. I got an energy bar because the heat was getting to me and my oatmeal had worn off miles ago.

Ta dah. The end. The old Blue Mountain School house where we parked the car. Had a nice chat with the Pickle Lady from Indian Lake. Told her we would be doing that stroll on Friday. We drove home. Another wonderful walk with my beautiful sister.

I so love Adirondack people!!

Monday, September 1, 2014

Our Tupper Lake Walkabout

My sister Venita and I will be walking all 106 villages and towns in the Adirondacks. This is our Tupper Lake walk.
We began on Broad St. where my grandma and grandpa Disotell lived (pic 1). Venita is standing below the sign. Picture 4 is where their house was. It has been torn down. I remember running around there and listening to all the adults speak French. Grandma would give us $.10 to go down to the corner store for ice cream(pic #7). Picture #3 is next door where my Uncle John lived. Down the hill and across the street was the Northland Hotel where my mom met my dad while he was working on the Tupper Road.(pic 6). Next to that across Wawbeek Avenue was the Waverly Hotel and the house next to it was Uncle George's barbershop(pic 9), Kitty corner across from my uncles was the shoe store(pic 9) where mom bought me a pair of girly shoes with a strap for church that I hated and finally buried one morning in the mud at the farm and ran home crying about how I had "lost" my shoe.
We walked back up the street where I stood on the porch of the other store we used to go to (pic 2). Then we crossed Broad Street and went down 3rd Street headed toward the short cut to my Aunt Doe and Uncle Dave Disotell's house (pic 10); however, we could not take it all the way because we no longer know the people who own the house in back of Uncle Dave's and no longer can plead stupid kid who doesn't know any better, so we wandered back out then found ourselves on the remnents of an old bar and alleged Speakeasy once owned by Levi Boudreau(pic 12). We got out of there and walked around to Stetson Road where I took a picture of Aunt Doe and Uncle Dave's house that used to be brown. What happy memories we had there. Aunt Doe always had something yummy cooking in the oven for us and brand new giant flowers to see, and Uncle Dave always had a new joke to tell. They were such good people and we were blessed to have them in our lives(pic 13). Then we walked to the cemetery where we saw their stone. I said a silent prayer and thanked them for just being on earth for awhile.
Onward we trucked past the IGA, still Shaheen's to us, and down Main St. We wandered into Sun Creations and looked at all the wonderful "Adirondacky things" and then finished our walk at the Swiss Kitchen where we met my awesome cousins, Rita and Beulah, for lunch.
I am still perfecting the pictures for this Walkabout Blog so stay tuned for improvements and future walks--maybe Blue Mt and Indian Lake are next???

Saturday, August 23, 2014

My Long Lake Stroll to Long View Lodge

Venita with Owlshead Mt in background

      Although my sister and I always meet at the old Post Office, now The Antique Store, my first picture this morning was of her with Owlshead Mt. in the background. We are on Deerland Road.


Long View Hotel

     Here we are at the historic Long View Lodge. Sadly, this magnificent place has had a tough life. It burned down in 1929 but was rebuilt and did a fabulous business for years. Recently it fell into disrepair. Today, new/old people(they used to own the Long Lake Motel) have purchased it and are bringing it back! I was impressed by how nice the new owners were. One of the relatives who was doing much of the work took the time to show us around.
     This is a historic spot where Benjamin and Lavonia Emerson first built the Long View cabins and hotel turning them over to their sons in 1900. Years later, their daughter then granddaughter, Ruth, would run the hotel. Jim, Ruth, and Frank McIntyre are the grandchildren and have shared with me some wonderful recollections of living there.

The Burnett House

Friday, August 15, 2014

Morning walk in Long Lake

 I walk every morning two miles with my friend, Joany, or my sister, Venita. This day Venita and I walked four miles and this is what I saw. My first picture is taken in what we call Deerland, approximately three miles from the center of Long Lake. My sister is beautiful both inside and out and I am amazed by her capacity for kindness and selflessness. I have learned so much from her throughout my life--how to be a sister, a friend, a spiritual person, etc. She has it down, and I bumble along and get better at it each year.
 Here I am at the town beach on my way home looking north at one of the airplanes taking off. It is not Tom's or Bob's so it is not a tourist plane that circles this beautiful land. If you haven't gone up yet, go. The view is breathtaking!
 Now, I am crossing the bridge and taking this picture facing south. This is the point jutting out into the lake where the magnificent Sagamore Hotel once stood. Sadly, they changed the name of the road to it from Sagmore Road to Owlshead Road further eliminating any trace of this historical icon. There is Mt Sabattis standing proudly in the background (no name change yet).
 I love this house and asked if I could take this picture. The house is always neat with new beautiful flowers every time I walk past. I love the porch. Imagine sitting there at dusk drinking a cup of coffee gazing down the lake at the view I took from the beach. Or, for us romantics, imagine sitting in a porch swing with your beau in the early evening cuddled up under a blanket gazing at the mirror slick water lapping along the shore.
 This is the "Adirondack" house I pass on my trek home. I love it as every time I go by I see something else I didn't see the first time! Louisa is very creative and has a shop next to Hoss's Country Corner called Incapaco Artisans where she teaches and sells beautiful art and amazing items she creates. Oh, and my books!
 Need a satellite dish anyone? This house always sports many a wonderous thing. I remember when this family moved here and only spoke French. He fixes everybody's stuff and probably has parts for just about any appliance or electronic dohingy one would need.
 Good Ole Kickerville Station. My shortcut store I go to for my newspapers and sweet attack in the late afternoons or early evenings. This is one of the coffee clans' morning stops and they sell big round cookies! Sandwiches too but big round cookies!
This is the sign leading to my little lane where my cabin sits proudly on a little hill. I love the name, "Kickerville." The name came from when the peddlers travelled to Long Lake. The peddlers named it "Kickerville" or "Gougeville" because the people living on the west side of the lake in this area drove a hard bargain complaining about the prices and the quality of the merchandise they had purchased. Cedarlands is a beautiful spot where the wealthy Walkers once lived and the unwealthy Gail once lived. I loved it there--surrounded by woods and a dirt road out. Wow, sounds like where I live in Virginia in winter.
This is my friend and walking partner's new house on the corner. I have been able to watch Skip and Joany plan, stress out, get excited, and work hard all their lives to have such a beautiful dream house. They are still doing finishing touches but what a nice addition to the community as you enter it from the Tupper Lake road. You did good guys!

"Home again, Finigan" as my mother always said.
Anybody know where that came from? My cozy cabin.
Kato was not happy that he didn't get to go today but
tomorrow is another day. Thank you for sharing my walk
with me. Until another day, ta da.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Stopping by on bright summer's day

         I tell people all the time to stop by and see me if they are in the Adirondacks. Most of my friends live in the Adirondacks or in Virginia. Imagine how surprised I was to get a call from my friend Sarah from Virginia telling me that she was in Lake Placid, NY.
        I screeched, "Oh my gosh, you are only 50 miles away from me. Come on down!" As it was, they were going my way, and we agreed to meet at the wonderful historic Adirondack Hotel in the center of town. Being that I live a little rustic up here, I have no cell phone. We were to meet at 1:00 PM. I was at the hotel at 12:30 PM(constantly early, I am) and sat on the porch jumping up and waving at every motorcycle that came through. Those people must have thought Long Lake was a very friendly town. Finally, at around 2:00 PM I went home so I would be near the telephone. Don't you know that five minutes after I was home, Sarah called. Since I live five minutes from the hotel, I went right back.
     We had a wonderful lunch on the porch looking out at Tom and Bob's airplanes zooming in and out and talking about everything that has happened since we had not seen each other. Next, they came back to my cabin with me, and we talked some more. Soon, they had to leave, and I watched them motor away dodging the enormous potholes in my driveway. It was so good to see her and meet Paul who initiated the trip. Thank you to him for taking the time to stop so we could see each other and paying for lunch.
     It is amazing how Sarah and I can not see each other for some time and pick up right where we left off. Thanks for coming by. Until we meet again....

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Summer memories

Cardboard boat Event. Back of kid's heads
Town Beach cardboard boats

 Today, my son and grandsons are on their way home. My little cabin is filled with silence. Kato has already cased the perimeter looking for them and now rests curled up in his bed resigned to the fact that they are gone. Lovely memories of swimming everyday, Kayaking. John's first year to swim out to the dock. Johns birthday party and six kid annual sleepover in grandma's cabin. Yesterday, we watched an unbelievable waterski show and then out to dinner and daddy taking the boys for one last swim last night. No one ever wants to leave Long Lake, but what wonderful memories of running through the woods, riding bikes, doing front flips off the dock trampoline, and running in out and out of the Keller homestead. Grandma gets to babysit while daddy plays music at the beautiful historic Adirondack Hotel in the middle of the Hamlet of Long Lake. Cousins galore to hug and play with and childhood friends to be treasured for a lifetime.

I will miss them, but I am so grateful that my children and grandchildren and perhaps there children can experience this beautiful rugged land painted by God's hand.




Saturday, June 28, 2014

Remembering Scotland

        My sister, Venita, and I still miss the magnificence of Scotland. What a trip we had last September walking through the beautiful highlands. I look back at these pictures and want to do it all over again. From the stone cottages to the giant Huntly Castle, it was like a dream. I loved getting up in the morning in Huntly, going up to the Shortbread Factory, drinking coffee, and writing. I remember the friendly bagpipe players at the Braemar Games and our wonderful lodge perched below the mountains. Climbing the mountain in back of us in this picture was fantastic. There were very few trees, so you could see for miles. We travelled on pathways going through people's pastures. You opened the gate and shut it behind you and treked on. We almost missed the purple Heather but did see it on some of the hills and in the forests. It was a chance of a lifetime; we took it and are glad we did.