Earl and I enjoyed the day in the north country on Friday. Now many folks think of New York as the Big Apple and many in the Big Apple think of the North Country as Yonkers, but when I’m referring to the North Country I’m referring to the part of New York State between the Adirondacks and the Canadian border.
It is my absolutely favorite part of the state.
We hadn’t been on a drive of this nature in a long while so it was good to sit in the Jeep and exploring the little towns that dot US Route 9 and US Route 11. We ate at locally owned establishments, picked up a cell phone charger at a _thriving_ K-mart that even still had it’s Little Caesars Pizza Station AND a K-mart cafeteria and we drove along a road where the ditch was Canadian but the blacktop was American. The cows mooed and munched in French.
All in all it was a very relaxing day.
To get where we wanted to go we drove through the Adirondacks. We stopped along Route 8 in the Town of Wells for a few moments in the woods; I snapped a few photos of the Great Sacandaga River. That’s the photo at the top of this entry.
The folks in the North Country seem to be nicer and more relaxed than further downstate. People refer to it as a “snowy Alabama”. I’d like to refer to it as home someday.
