As the song goes, spring has already turned to summer and summer to fall. So while Joe's Journey continues from Yosemite to San Francisco, we're going to take a break from our regularly scheduled programming to provide you with some insights, or more appropriately, outsights from New York.
Views of Lake George from Black Mountain
More spectacular views on a warm summer day.
Brandon and Jamie are smiling big because they're in NY... really!
You can feel the refreshing breeze blowing off the lake combined with the fine scents of wilderness summers. Or is that the fan blowing across my feet?
Moving along to another fine weekend we started out early for Mount Marcy, New York's tallest point at 5,344 feet.
The view from Marcy Dam.
Sun rays poking through and providing a little warmth on a cool crisp morning.
There's the top! Only 45 minutes to go.
View of the Adirondacks from the top!
If you click on it and look close, you can see the town of Lake Placid. (The white roof is the rink made famous by the miracle on ice and the ski jumps are in front of the town.)
I believe that is Haystack in the foreground, a little different than the Idaho haystacks!
Either Lake Tear of the Cloud (origin of the Hudson River) or a pool of water formed by the recent rains. (This blog tour guide is losing his memory!)
But I haven't forgotten these faces... (Joe, Charity, Joy and Josh)
...or how to stand on my head. Skipping over a weekend, we headed out the same way again...
...except this time there were more leaves changing colors. Some red...
...others yellow.
With a little more color around Marcy Dam.
This time our goal was Mt. Colden via Avalanche Pass - a very unique hike for this area. Here you are looking through the debris at the bottom of a slide! A good time to think about where we would run if another section started to slide off...
...since getting stuck under there did not seem desirable.
Our first view of the very scenic Avalanche Lake.
Same view in sepia.
From top to bottom you can see that we coerced Ryan to come along with Joy, Josh and myself...
...and to look foolish.
Climbing to new heights.
Lake Colden... indicating we had yet to scramble upwards.
Another view of Lake Colden. Our rock scramble would be on the left.
Panoramic of the lake and surrounding mountains.
Some strange pictures have made it into this blog... and now bubbles.
Scenic views (aka pit stops for the weary) as we headed up...
...up...
...up. That's Lake Colden 0.4 miles as the rock rolls (similar to how the crow flies.)
Staring down the valley at the fall foliage and the town of Lake Placid in the upper left.
Speaking of how the rock rolls...
...this was the top of the slide seen previously. This rock got left behind. I've skipped over a number of adventures this summer and fall, but it is much more fun to go on the adventure then to write about it. Remember - we only have one life to live. So I hope you'll forgive me and just enjoy the pictures as they come. But if you're struggling, these last few pictures should really help as we headed up Buck Mountain on a cool autumn morning...
...as the sun rose in the sky...
...and the fog faded from the valley floor...
...surrounded by the magnificent colors of Autumn!
The beauty was surreal.
Almost enchanting as the sun broke through, lighting up the forest path.
Wow! We have a phenomenal God who is always good!
While the fog covered the lake below, colorful leaves covered the forest as the Adirondack mountains rise above the clouds.
"...so soon it will pass. Only what's done, for Christ will last. Only one chance to do His will. So give to Jesus all your days. It's the only life that pays."
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