





....Well at least for the time being. Gotta cover up those tender plants as we're expecting a frost this evening so you never know in this part of the country for sure until at least after Memorial Day. Just so you know that I haven't permanently turned into the "High Peaks Drifter", I posted a few of my (non-Adirondack) spring-time images to share with you. The garden at home is coming along nicely, and the Mohawk valley is alive with spring-time color, so no doubt I'll be posting more very soon!
Restored schoolhouse near Town of Paris,NY
Farmstead near Sauquoit,NY
"It's wabbit season!"
Solitary Red Tulip
Full Moon Over Whitestown,NY
Bluets
Near sunset in field near Whitestown, NY
Birch Tree in Spring


















Image: Turn of century postcard of TLake Falls I'll share since this elusive view has eluded me twice now.
Deciding to sleep in a little and do a closer "easier" hike, I talked Nolan into doing TLake with me. I missed seeing the complete falls on my trail run in early September, and thought it might be easier to bushwack our way down the steep incline to the base of the falls to get a good photo that way. Unsure of the conditions we set out for Piseco Lake Road and the closest trail head to TLake. Nobody had been on trail for a week or so, and with approx. 2 foot of snow base, the 7+mile trek proved to be a little more gruelling than my solo trail run here to check out the falls, late last summer.
The trail-head parking at the campsite
Many challenging hills and valleys to climb and detours to bushwack through.
T Lake lean to and a fresh pair of socks, water, snack and equipment adjustment check.





I decided not to risk bringing Nolan to the top of the falls area, due to the extreme danger in going over the edge. Especially as icy and uncertain the conditions at the falls in winter might be. At least 2 people have died here going over the edge, and there are even newspaper clippings and warnings posted on the trees to discourage the "curious cat" syndrome. I figure the next attempt will be the unmarked trail (5mile) from Mountain Home Rd., perhaps in late summer or early fall, to capture and experience this elusive image of Adirondack beauty.
After we returned to the trailhead parking, we ventured out onto Piseco Lake which was still frozen, and we're treated to beautiful and expansive views of Piseco and surrounding mountains including being under the shadow of Piseco Mountain which we had just hiked for several miles around
Was a spectacular late winter day to make the ascent of Snowy Mountain. Snowy Mountain is higher (3,950ft) than some of the 46 High Peaks, but is not officially one of them, although it is listed in the 100 High Peaks list. Nolan and I decided that given the weather was so favorable, (sunny 35-40 degrees, no wind) that it really doesn't get better than this, so we saddled up and headed north. Snowy Mountains trail head is just a few miles from the Village of Indian Lake. We got there around 11:30 (we were the last ones to head up on the register) and headed up in boots and on Yak-trax. This was a mistake because the conditions were better suited to snowshoes, especially about 1 mile from the summit when the snow got deeper and powdery, as opposed to the wet firm packed base the first few miles. Most of the 10 or so other trekkers on this day were coming down when we approached the last mile of the ascent. There were four people and one dog at the summit, and no one at the ranger tower about a 1/4 mile from the summit. So, Nolan and I had the whole sun-drenched mountain to ourselves for a while. There was no wind so except for an occasional plane flying over Indian Lake, so it was beautiful and absolutely quiet. It took us just under 3 hours to make the ascent, but we were able to make the descent in about 1.5 hours even with photo ops and bathroom breaks. We signed out around 4:30, and promptly headed to Charlie John's store in Speculator to grab some chocolate milk and beef jerky. No doubt that this adventure will always be favorably and forever etched in Nolans and my memory.




