Econo Lodge Lake Placid
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... utilities are operational and a new phone line run. George set about getting the Trading Post in order and all 1300 items on line in the new computer program. Tim and his kitchen crew fed us well including a steak banquet Saturday night and the Massawepie Staff Alumni Association had its annual meeting in the Campfire Circle after dinner.
The weekend runs like a well-oiled machine. Ben, the Ranger, prepares work lists of the tasks to ...
After getting off the ferry we searched for a rest stop nearby. First time washing up in a truck stop bathroom, forgot a towel so had to try and maneuver drying my face off with the air dryer. Yeahh... just thank god no one walked in. First night sleeping in the big booty mama. We cut out foam mats to fit the windows and folded a blanket over the front seats to ...
... line-height: 15.8599996566772px;">When we went into EMS (Ben says the name stands for "Expensive Mountain...Stuff"), we ended up getting a few items because there was a big sale. Ben also got a haircut since we happened upon a salon and his hair was getting a little long.
4 - We read A LOT! We are like Johnny Five. "More Input! More Input!"
... NY....there are no beers involved, just nature) and did a few climbs. It is always interesting to see how climbs are in different places and man, the grades that are given to the climbs here are definitely sandbagged (they are harder than they are graded). We did a few two pitch climbs before calling it a day and heading back to the car. One climb called "The Sword" was a fun climb. Check out the pics!
Wednesday, we woke up late (all this strenuous hiking ...
... a banshee, I fought my way into a dry set of clothes. I sprinted into the tent and dove into my sleeping bag. Maura piled layers of blankets on top of me. She must have wondered if too many miles in the saddle had pushed me over the brink. Maybe? I zonked out listening to the distant roar of the Blue Ridge Waterfalls.