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Nature & Environment

Finding Common Ground in the Adirondacks

Bearanoid?

Wrangling Yaks in Westport

Bearanoid?

Wrangling Yaks in Westport

In the Weeds: The Fight Against Eurasian Watermilfoil
Travel

Strong Rope Taproom

The Lodge at Schroon Lake

Attachment Theory

Strong Rope Taproom

The Lodge at Schroon Lake

Attachment Theory
Recreation

Bike the Barns

Hiking: Mount Adams

Hiking: Panther Mountain

Hiking: Mount Adams

Hiking: Panther Mountain

Skills: How to Start a Fire
History

A Trove of Vintage Lake George Photographs

The Black Woods

Harold and Faith: A New Exhibit Spotlights Weston’s Muse

A Trove of Vintage Lake George Photographs

The Black Woods

Harold and Faith: A New Exhibit Spotlights Weston’s Muse

From the Archives
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The Derry Queen
Google “floating picnic table” and it’s easy to fall into a rabbit hole, chasing one link after another to curiouser and curiouser contraptions. I stumbled onto one of those contraptions a couple of years ago as I noodled around on ...
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A Waking Dream: Novelist Russell Banks on His Adirondack Home
Nearly everyone can name a place or two or, if they’re lucky, three, that for them is like no other. Those are the places that generate the emotional resonance and mystery and power of a recurrent dream—the kind of dream that psychi...
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An Au Sable Forks Pulitzer: The Life My Father Chose
Spike Pulitzer (1941–2013) was a paradox, even to those who knew him well. He was complex yet simple, tough but tender, guarded and private, yet genuine and transparent. When exchanging gifts at Christmas he would preface many of hi...
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Lost
Jack Coloney was last seen on June 6, 2006. He vanished several days later in the Moose River Plains Wild Forest, one of the most remote yet accessible regions of the Adirondack Park.
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Backwoods Brotherhood
I began to wonder what kind of camping trip this was shaping up to be when the guys I’d met just hours earlier tapped me to play the dog in a fox hunt.
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Adventure Tales
I choose to believe it was him. The rest of the details are foggy, but what I remember clearly is his backpack pulling away from us down the trail.
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Valentino and Me
Foxlair photograph courtesy of the Johnsburg Historical Society. Rambova and Valentino photographs from the Library of Congress I’ll admit it—I’m prone to irrational crushes. No, not on people. I […]

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