Annie Stoltie

Newcomb, a town of around 400 that’s at least a 20-minute drive from the nearest community, is conveniently located t...

During what feels like mounting tumult beyond the Blue Line, I need the Adirondacks. And I’m not alone.    

For most Adirondackers, a trip to the local soft-serve stand is a ritual filled with nostalgia—summer isn’t complete ...

Joyous music fills the calm atmosphere of a July afternoon. Children are playing, bellies are full and the lights of ...

Careening down dirt trails on two wheels—usually after a quad-busting, lung-searing uphill slog—has become one of the...

I’m sitting in a canoe in the middle of Cedar River Flow, hoping it won’t capsize. Not just because it’s loaded to th...

Once upon a time, there was a larger-than-life man named Charles R. Wood—better known to all as Charley—who dedicated...

photograph courtesy of the Wild Center   Paddle On The Wild Center (518) 359-7800, www.wildcenter.org 45 Museum ...

My TOBIE trail adventure last summer was perfectly planned—in my head, at least.

Pitchoff Mountain, nine miles east of Lake Placid, has two distinct personalities.

Last spring, six paddlers representing three Haudenosaunee nations—two Mohawks from Akwesasne, two Oneidas and two On...

When I told my 16-year-old daughter I was going on a seven-or-so-mile round-trip hike alone last September, she acted...