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Category: upstate New York
Has anyone seen the bridge?
After vacillating for days, I made the decision Sunday morning to spend my afternoon catching some bonus paddle boarding time. My early obligation of the day went surprisingly smoothly and I just couldn't resist the opportunity to get on the water for one more time this season. I arrived at the Kayak Shack in Saratoga … Continue reading Has anyone seen the bridge?
Red light, green light, one-two-three
Did you play that game when you were a kid? We usually alternated between Red Light and Mother, May I? on autumn evenings which grew more quickly dark as each day passed. They were fun games to play during times, which I recall as, much more simple than today. No batteries or cords necessary. These … Continue reading Red light, green light, one-two-three
Labor Day – sunshine and duck butts
After a summer spent working and vacationing, I elected to spend this holiday weekend, quietly at home. Friday night I ate al fresco at The Cheese Traveler, devouring my burger and merely indicating yes or no with the motion of my head. So good! Saturday, following a run, I ate at Mingle's bar very much … Continue reading Labor Day – sunshine and duck butts
Adirondack Tubing Adventures
The other day, Quinn and I cashed in a Living Social offer I had purchased for Adirondack Tubing Adventures in Lake Luzerne. Summer seems unrelenting in its march towards Labor Day and the return to school and I knew that Monday's forecast was the best one of the week. We made a reservation and up the … Continue reading Adirondack Tubing Adventures
Treetops to Rooftops, 2014
Last Saturday I ran one of my favorite races, Treetops to Rooftops. This run begins in Highland and crosses the river to Poughkeepsie via the Walkway over the Hudson. It's an "out and back" run and I pretty much love everything about it - the friends I run it with, the small size of it … Continue reading Treetops to Rooftops, 2014
Mountain (without the) Jam
Last year's memories of Mountain Jam are a bit tainted. I'd had a really rough morning, thanks to my middle son, and my early afternoon proved that the day could, in fact, become even worse. As always, my friends pulled me through that day and were once again on hand this year to replace any … Continue reading Mountain (without the) Jam