From the Archives

First the waters rose, cutting off the one, tenuous road connec­tion. Decades later; the railroad stopped running. An...

The 1960s were a little late for an argument over whether Lake George belonged in the Adirondack Park. A major extens...

A Chat with Charley You may wonder what a graduate engineer is doing in a cabin all by himself back in the wilds ...

The shiny, clean Subaru pulled over and a friendly voice from behind a surgical mask asked, “Everything OK? You need ...

In the not-so-distant past, every hiker who sought to climb all 46 Adirondack High Peaks had to carefully document ea...

HAROLD WESTON was born on February 14, 1894, in Meri­on, Pennsylvania, but his real life began—according to the evide...

Miniature golf is a magical experience for a surprisingly large number of people. A lot of luck is involved in playin...

In early December, John Davis, a wilderness advocate, was riding his bike on a dirt road near his home—a cabin deep i...

Word that Alfred Gwynne Vanderbilt Sr. had gone down with the Lusitania when it was torpedoed by a German U-boat in M...

In the early 1950s, at a bend in the Ausable River near the foot of Ebenezer Mountain, Arto Monaco conceived and buil...

Cranberry Lake's summer of drugs

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