Not Winter Camping

  The regularly scheduled camping trip to Pharaoh Lake didn't come off as planned this year.  The warm-up just before it meant we couldn't get there unless willing to wade chest-deep water.  The guys overruled me so we spent the weekend at Glenn and Mary Ann's on Lake George.  It wasn't all sitting around by the fire time, we got out on a good hike too.

   Glenn was happy to put some toys to use to hook Roy up with a new exhaust pipe for his generator.

   The best hiking was to be done on and across the lake.  I just needed a cheater to get over the open water.

 

At least the Lake George and the Tongue Range offered a final taste of winter.

I decided to see how much of the Tongue I could cover in a couple hours before having to head back to Ithaca.  I made it past the higher hump in the middle, but not quite to the little one to the left beyond it.

Sunrise from up on the Tongue.

 Looking back to Bolton Landing.  That white line is Up Yonda Farm just up from their house.

   Maybe next year we'll get back out in the woods for a couple days.