Every month or so a sandwich board in front of Upper Jay Upholstery advertises “music tonight 8 pm.” That’s all it takes. By nightfall people spill out of the boxy, three-story building—a former Model T–factory—at the corner of Route 9N and Springfield Road.
Photograph by Aaron Hobson MAUREEN MCCARGAR IS a reasonable woman. She’s a devoted wife and mother, has an important career, is a well-respected member of the community. And she swears her house is haunted. Not creaky floorboards, flickering lamps haunted-lite...
It's hard to imagine fall in the Adirondacks without a canopy of golds, oranges and reds, but for a couple thousand years after the retreat of the glaciers, only evergreens dared creep north. Then, 10,000 years ago, cold-hardy paper birch returned, flying the yellow...
Lost hikers, splintered bones and wildfires—a forest ranger reflects on more than two decades of coming to the rescue. Plus the oldest tavern in the Adirondacks, a trip through James Bond’s Lake George, and new energy in Schroon Lake.
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