14 SEP 05 - Oxbow Lake to Wilmington, NY
Oxbow Lake is right behind the motel and the guy in the next room told us he had been fishing there for a week. He was OJ's kind of fisherman: do not start at dawn. We also met the motel owner who said he stays open year-round with great snowmobile business. Oxbow Lake and Speculator, NY are in Hamilton County, the only county in New York State where OJ's WheresGeorge dollar bills have not been found. OJ did his best to support the local economy by using his marked bills for gas and lottery tickets. We also checked our previous tickets (Powerball was at $250 million), but we had no winners.
** UPDATED 18 OCT ** OJ now has his dollar bills found by others in all 61 New York counties.
We continued north thru the Adirondack morning fog as we came to Indian Lake, Moose Capital of NY. We didn't run into or see any of furry giants, but there is a great scenic overlook, so we stopped to enjoy Mother Nature and her sun rising from the east, thru the high peaks and across the water as the fog burned off. It was difficult to motivate ourselves onward, but the Lake Placid area was calling.
At Blue Mt. Lake, NY, we stopped at the Adirondack Museum. Who knew that there were almost 20 outbuildings of displays? Having just finished a long museum tour at the Baseball Hall of Fame, we decided not to eat up the entire afternoon at the Adirondack Museum, but before we moved on, we did get our commerative pins from the gift shop, nice round ones showing international flags and proclaiming "Winter Sports Capital of the World".
The roads, hills and lakes were aglow with changing tree colors as we headed to Tupper Lake, NY. OJ's father grew up here and OJ learned to ski at its now closed resort. It's not much of a town, but we caught up on email at the library and scored "100th Town Anniversary" pins from the municipal office. We continued on thru the alpine villages of Saranac Lake and Lake Placid (home to the '32 and '80 Winter Olympics). OJ has relatives living in Placid with several restaurants, but we'd both been in this tourist town before and decided to ride a few miles further to the reasonably priced rural motels.
We knew we wanted to motor up the summit road of Whiteface Mt. in the morning, so we headed thru a gorgeous gorge (pun intended) to the village of Wilmington, NY. We looked at several motels, but area rooms can turn quite musty after Labor Day. We chose the Birch Tree Lodge which was clean, fresh smelling and had secure parking right outside the rooms. As the sun was setting behind high peaks, we put on our warm riding jackets and found dinner (Whisky Peppercorn Burger) nearby at McDougal's Pub. A full stomach and all this mountain air sent us to bed quickly.
** UPDATED 18 OCT ** OJ now has his dollar bills found by others in all 61 New York counties.
We continued north thru the Adirondack morning fog as we came to Indian Lake, Moose Capital of NY. We didn't run into or see any of furry giants, but there is a great scenic overlook, so we stopped to enjoy Mother Nature and her sun rising from the east, thru the high peaks and across the water as the fog burned off. It was difficult to motivate ourselves onward, but the Lake Placid area was calling.
At Blue Mt. Lake, NY, we stopped at the Adirondack Museum. Who knew that there were almost 20 outbuildings of displays? Having just finished a long museum tour at the Baseball Hall of Fame, we decided not to eat up the entire afternoon at the Adirondack Museum, but before we moved on, we did get our commerative pins from the gift shop, nice round ones showing international flags and proclaiming "Winter Sports Capital of the World".
The roads, hills and lakes were aglow with changing tree colors as we headed to Tupper Lake, NY. OJ's father grew up here and OJ learned to ski at its now closed resort. It's not much of a town, but we caught up on email at the library and scored "100th Town Anniversary" pins from the municipal office. We continued on thru the alpine villages of Saranac Lake and Lake Placid (home to the '32 and '80 Winter Olympics). OJ has relatives living in Placid with several restaurants, but we'd both been in this tourist town before and decided to ride a few miles further to the reasonably priced rural motels. 
We knew we wanted to motor up the summit road of Whiteface Mt. in the morning, so we headed thru a gorgeous gorge (pun intended) to the village of Wilmington, NY. We looked at several motels, but area rooms can turn quite musty after Labor Day. We chose the Birch Tree Lodge which was clean, fresh smelling and had secure parking right outside the rooms. As the sun was setting behind high peaks, we put on our warm riding jackets and found dinner (Whisky Peppercorn Burger) nearby at McDougal's Pub. A full stomach and all this mountain air sent us to bed quickly.
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