After 12 hot, buggy miles, split by a night at Seward lean-to, they arrive at the über-rustic compound of iconic hermit Noah John Rondeau, who, though known to be irascible, welcomes and “confabs” loquaciously with them.
History
Earth First!
There were seven protesters from Greater Adirondacks Bioregion Earth First! at Little Green Pond that day. Three of them were floating in inflatables in the middle of the pond, one shaped like an alligator, the others a whale and a dolphin.
Lady and the Champ: A Saranac Lake Love Story
Harry Greb was one of the world’s greatest professional fighters. He is still regarded as among the most accomplished pound-for-pound pugilists to ever lace up a pair of boxing gloves.
Flash Dance: Seneca Ray Stoddard’s Night Photography
Adirondack chronicler and biographer Maitland De Sormo described Seneca Ray Stoddard as “gentle, easy-going, (and) unassuming.”
Cold War Hot Spots: Missile Silos in the Adirondacks
The North Country nukes became front page news, their fearsome firepower aimed at the Russian motherland, but also at the American psyche, which had been bruised by our perceived nuclear shortfall in comparison with the Soviets.
On the Clock: A Century-Old Tradition in Westport
It needs winding twice a week, if you can get to it and know how. And frankly, it’s not that easy. You’ve got to be in shape for this job. You might ask, Really? Certainly a clock, even in a tower, is electric by now, with a switch by the door and some gizmo to reset it if the power goes out. Nope.
The Strange Case of Betsey Hays
For twenty-one days and nights six men would take shifts standing watch and making careful notes. They planned to scrutinize every detail of the experiment two at a time to keep each man honest about its results. They were members of a vigilance committee, organized in March 1859 “for the purpose of ascertaining whether Mrs. Hays eats.”
Tales from Coot Hill
But then the tiny outpost, which is snuggled in the highlands between Port Henry and Crown Point, kept popping up in my research. Given that the topics I favor tend toward the naughtier side of old-timey Adirondack life, I noticed that a good many members of the Coot Hill community—back in the day, anyway—seemed to attract a good bit of trouble.
Murderer in Mooers Forks
Think serial killer, and Berkowitz, Bundy or Dahmer come to mind. However, in the 1890s, following Jack the Ripper’s London killing spree, Mudgett, by then sitting in a cell at Philadelphia’s Moyamensing Prison, was the notorious monster.
A Trove of Vintage Lake George Photographs
For 75 years, Jule and Fred Thatcher captured everything from chowder parties to swim marathons and everyone from prize fighters to Roosevelts.

















