Monday, September 14, 2015




Thurman once covered over 800 square miles, which included all of present Warren County except Queensbury and Luzerne. It was the parent town of nine present towns, set up in 1792. However, Thurman was divided, and what was left of the town after Bolton, Chester, Johnsburg, Hague, and Caldwell were set off from it were Warrensburg and Athol. Not even the original name remained at that time. In 1852, Thurman was reborn when the legislature passed an act to erect the towns of Thurman and Stony Creek from the town of Athol. John Thurman, a native of New York City was responsible for much of the settlement of Warren County. He spent the last twenty years of his life in Warren County developing resources, starting industry, and encouraging settlement. In 1809, John Thurman was gored by bull in Bolton and died because of the injuries.

Persis Granger, Lorrain Lambiase, Venita Keller, Pat Garber

 This walk was quite different from our usual walks. We were met by Persis Granger and a couple of other people from the town at this farm to walk the Fall Farm Tour that will take place on September 26 where there will be wagon rides, maple syrup, and many forms of entertainment. The is Nettle Meadow Farm where we visited the animals and later bought goat cheese.

 This the large barn. My friend, Pat, my sister, and Persis are in the picture. It was a very hot day!

The Loft at Nettles Meadow. This is where Persis will be doing a reading shortly and music will be played during the Fall farm tour.

Baptist Church

Crane Mountain
 We walked by this church and thought it was pretty neat looking. I cut off the steeple but it is the Thurman Baptist Church.

These signs say Garnet Lake and Crane Mountain trail. We walked on by sweating in the hot sun. Below was the cutest little church. I snapped this picture of our walking group.

 Here are Gary and Lucyann Martin who own Martin's Lumber, a small certified tree farm practicing silviculture sustainable forestry. These are foreign words to me but suffice it to say that there methods will preserve the forests for future generations. Lucyann gave a us a lift in her small car to the next spot as we decided not to walk as far because of the heat.
 This is the oldest or one of the oldest houses in Thurman. I like looking at these old places and imagining many children running out the door onto the porch and down the hill. It makes me sad yet I am blessed to be able to see this little piece of history.

Another piece of history

 We are now at the Whitefield Family Farm where we observed many turkeys. This place was once the Sun Canyon Dude Ranch built in 1965. Michelle Whitefield, our guide, told us that at one time the ranch had sixty five horses. They sell chicken, turkeys, eggs and vegetables.
The crew getting ready to hike into the woods

We are walking where the old dude ranch existed

 I am standing on in back of the foundation and in the what once was a huge pool on the ranch.

 My sister on safari among the trees next to the foundation. :)

What is left of one of the old cabins where guests stayed on the ranch. They were large and beautiful log buildings with stone foundations.

 This is what is left of the lake at the dude ranch. Michelle said it was much larger at one point in its history.

        After we left Michelle, we went to Irv West's Llama farm where we met Irv and two llamas. He told us how he trained  the llama's and Pat got a kiss from one of them, the llama that is, not Ike.

Pucker up!
Thurman Post Office
Thurman Town Hall

Enjoy wagon rides on the 

fall tour as well as a food and entertainment. Join in the fun on September 26th in Thurman. Thank you Thurman folks for giving us a wonderful walkabout!



Monday, September 7, 2015


Today was Raquette Lake day. We started early and did a town close to our hometown due to the intense heat going on these past few weeks. This is a beautiful sign with flowers kept up by someone who is on the ball.

Ahhh, the old Raquette Lake school that used to have children running in and out of these doors. I remember that, and when they made the decision to bus them to Indian Lake instead of Long Lake because of Blue Mt. hill.

This would make a nice photo without the rail. I liked the view of the church and steeple as we walked into the town.
Apparently, the origin of the name, Raquette, is not actually known though some say it is named after the French word for "snowshoe," because Sir John Johnson, a Loyalist, came through here with his troops in 1776 and they left their snowshoes here. Hmmm, that seems strange to me, but one never knows about these little hamlets tucked away in the northern most corner of New York state. However, we all have a post office up here and it is no longer delivered by horse and buggy. The post office was on the left ahead of some very old buildings to the right.

I liked this old door on the side of the church. It reminded me of days gone by. I am sure there is much history linked to the old buildings and the door, but I did not have it; however, I am sure the library would have that information.

Cool wagon from yesteryear found in the old buildings I talked about earlier.

This is the Raquette Lake Supply Company. They have so many items in the store I just want to come back and shop. Soon, they will be carrying my books too. The back of the store is the Tap Room and there are rooms above. Of course, the place I remember in my day is The Tap Room Bar. Mr. Dillon, the owner, was very friendly and receptive to answering questions but not to being photographed and that is okay with me.

So, I did not take his photo, and, instead, took my sister's photo, which included many of the items for sale in the store. I remember writing about this in Conquering the Wild; how it burned and the ramifications that event had on this town and the towns around it.

Here we are, standing in front of the boat launch with the lake behind us. I really like the center of town because it is different from most of the hamlets we have walked through.

The next two pictures speak for themselves--a little history about this awesome place.

Dinner anyone? I spoke with the owner and her son about their business. We walked up the hill and found the office. People who go on this dinner cruise absolutely love it! The dinner is good and they get to see the great camps on the islands.

Here is a neat little church sitting high above the caboose that serves as a gift shop. It sits on the original train tracks that carried tourists and freight  trains into this once thriving town in the Adirondacks.

Here is Wendy DeShaw who talked to us about the End of the Line Caboose Gift Shop and carrying my books. This is a neat little shop with many items tucked away in all the nooks and crannies. We really appreciated Wendy taking the time to talk with us.

The Library was not opened yet as we were there quite early but looks like a nice place to sit outside and read. I wonder what it looks like at night with those globe light on?

This is Venita sitting on the steps of the old train station foundation. I love trains and wish they were still running. Like many things in the past, I don't want them to become extinct, but they almost are. Okay, lets bring um all back and ride that train. That's what I say!

Could not leave town without getting a picture of Bird's Marina. The picture on the left is his sign with the firehouse just above. I have some crazy memories of hanging out with Dick Bird and Mike Tracy and that bunch and snowmobiling over to Inlet, Eagle Bay, and Big Moose. Wow, amazing, that we all lived through that era!

The picture below is across the street where Bird's Marina office is located. I went in looking for my friend, Cindy, who works there but she was across the street helping at boat launch.Good bye Raquette Lake. We enjoyed our walkabout today.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015


Historic Society, Ticonderoga

A few poignant words I learned in my travels and this worked well for our latest walkabout. We planned to go to Paradox and Schroon Lake, missed the Paradox sign, and ended up in Ticonderoga so that town became our walkabout this time.

 The first place we saw above was the beautiful historic building and then to the left is the old Agway building, It was built in 1879 and was a grist mill on the LaChute River. It is now a hardware store. We talked with Tom Burrows who worked there and found out that he, his dad, mom, and four brothers were fireman in this town. Thank you for your service Barrows family.

Below left is another beautiful building and  just below is a shot of my sister crossing Ticonderoga's Main Street.

This is the magnificent building that houses the town offices. It was built in 1927 and is a 5-story Georgian-style building with giant pillars; so beautiful.
This lady is the deputy clerk. She was very nice and gladly answered all of our questions. They had a wonderful gift shop with a variety of items. I bought a wooden Cardinal door knocker. Wow, I love the people we meet on these walks. They answer all of our stupid questions with a smile even though they have probably heard them all before.
The Falls of Carillon
This is the falls in Ticonderoga. It used to cover an even larger area and the sawmill next to it supplied the lumber for building Fort Carillon, later renamed Fort Ticonderoga. Wow, the history of this place just keeps on keeping on.
Oh my gosh, we even have a covered bridge here. Yahoo, we never know what we will find. What a blessing to be able to do this. Thank you, God.

Ticonderoga Pulp and Paper Company office in 1888. Today, this is the museum. We enjoyed going through this place. It was all a part of the huge paper mill that once hummed along in this town.

We did not go to the fort but this is the entrance sign.

The Black Watch Library

In this town, I just had to add some detailed history found in the library. Ticonderoga is situated on a high promontory overlooking the LaChute River which connects Lake George and Lake Champlain giving it an important strategic location. It was a boundary marker from the earliest days. According to historians, Indian tribes met and fought at this location prior to European settlement. Samuel de Champlain, accompanied by Mohawks, fired upon the Iroquois here in 1609. The French and the British battled here, and the Loyalists and Patriots struggled here during the American Revolution. The armies marching and countermarching throughout this township during the 18th and early 19th centuries discouraged early settlers. Samuel Deall, an 18th century developer of these lands, abandoned all he had and returned to England when the revolution broke out.(Wikipedia)

 The librarian provided me with a wonderful history of the library published by the Ticonderoga Historical Society. It all started when Andrew Carnegie donated monies to begin the library. A tablet, placed on the fireplace in the reading room reads as follows:

To commemorate the heroic gallantry of the
42nd Royal Highland Regiment
at the storming of Fort Ticonderoga
8th July 1758
on which day out of a total strength of eleven
the regiment suffered the following
7 officers and 306 rank and file killed,
17 officers and 316 rank and file wounded.
This tablet is erected by officers of the regiment
                                                                 A.D. 1906 

Here we are at the ferry where we walked on and for $2.00 crossed over to Vermont.

Our ferry captain, who I think was not really thrilled about me taking his picture but in true sailor spirit, respectfully let me take it.
Hey, we are in our sister state, just a ferry boat away.

Now, we are on the way back and low and behold, there is the Paradox sign!
Here is the Paradox post office where we got yelled at by a lady for parking there even though it was only going to be for a short period. She did not know that though so all is fair in love and post office parking territory. We complied and moved to make way for the oncoming traffic visiting the Paradox Post Office.

The locals claim that the word Paradox means water running backward in Native American. Every spring, the melting snow flows into Schroon River. Paradox Lake also flows into the Schroon River, but because the sudden water outflow is increased, it forces the water to flow in reverse. (Wikipedia).

There were very few houses in this village and also very few gravestones. This was a small old cemetery with stones that had actually sunk into the ground and only their tops were showing. The stones below were being forced out of the ground by the tree roots.
As we drove further down the road to the lake, we discovered a whole lake community with many houses, docks, and boats. It seemed to be a secret get away vacation spot. It was beautiful.
 By this time, we were very tired from our walk in Ticonderoga in the heat and then this beautiful oasis out in the middle of nowhere. It was time to journey on home. Onward Chauffeur Venita to our own paradise in Long Lake.