
Marcy Field used to be a airfield, but is now apparently kept mowed as a gathering spot for farmers markets and the like. It's also a grand place to pull of the road and step out of the car with camera in hand:

Marcy Field is surrounded by some of the highest mountains in the Adirondacks and, having once been a high peaks hiker myself, I always figure there's adventurous and healthy trekkers atop those mountains:

It appears I won't be climbing them myself anymore, at least the really high ones, but as I look out at those peaks I imagine myself there:

Marcy Field is quite large, perhaps 15 acres, and has an old white farm house along the road. This was apparently once a farm field. Imagine mowing hay or tending cattle surrounded by such scenery:

But as always, I had to press on toward home. I snapped a quick shot of this lower, closer mountain as I got back into my car:

And one more quick shot as we passed by the old white farm house. We were getting closer to the main highway now and I thought that perhaps this would be the last photo I would take for this trip:

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