Back Roads Through The Northern Adirondacks

We were again on our way up to the farm for an overnight visit. I decided that the weather was warm enough for me to try the seasonal roads through the northern Adirondacks. I particularly love the Port Kent Hopkinton Turnpike, a major highway in the early 1800s, but now only a series of secondary roads and in some places, seasonal dirt roads. But we have them all to ourselves, the dogs and I, and we pass by such awesome scenes as this:

There were Loons in the water, of course. They weren't calling, but one of them was quite close to me. When I attempted to walk nearer, it dived beneath the surface to avoid me. I used to love canoeing in Canada where the Loons would dive when we got too close to them. Sometimes, they'd accidentally come up right next to the canoe, take one look at us, choke in panic and dive again. I always found that quite humorous:

Being the only car on that dirt road, I simply stopped on the side of the road and walked along the wetland snapping photos. I'd planned to do some hiking around there, but a lot of "Private Land. No Trespassing" signs had been posted this year:

We continued along the Port Kent Hopkinton Turnpike as it meandered though the Adirondack forest headed right for my farm. I kept looking for one last spot for the dogs to have a break and finally saw this clearing by the road on State land. The dogs were pleased:

The trees were small, so I supposed the area had been logged off not too many years ago. But it's growing back now and is already quite beautiful:

But the dogs cared about none of that. For them, this was just a chance to run through the woods sniffing, peeing and pooping:

I keep these rest stops brief, so we all headed back to the car to continue on our way: