When it came time for my weekend at the farm to end, I loaded the pooches into the car and headed southward early in the morning. I'd taken so darn many photos over the weekend that I decided not to take any more on the way home. But when a Ruffed Grouse ran across the road causing me to stop and then began displaying as if he dared me to come any closer - well, I had to snap a photo:
We made it all the way to Blue Ridge Road before I took another picture, this time at the beautiful Boreas River at the top of the mountain:
Oops! Seamus, used to sandy river bottoms with gradual slopes, was caught by surprise when he tried to enter the water at this spot. It was filled with large boulders with deep chasms between them. He wisely gave up that endeavor and just enjoyed the shore:
Clover and Daphne danced across the rocks and got a cool drink. And old Winky made it down to the river for a drink of mountain water:
It was all very beautiful and peaceful, but this was only a brief rest stop and we still had many miles to go. So I gave a call and we all began moving back toward the car:
All, that is, except Winky and Wally. They were moving, but very slowly. I was patient and kept encouraging them. When all six dogs were back in the car, we continued on our way:
It would have been a straight run from that point on except that I wanted to stop again at the Adirondack Buffalo Company and get a bit of grass fed Bison meat:
And I loved the view from their observation deck:
These Bison lead a good life:
The pastures are surrounded by mountains:
And the Bison live quietly. I made my purchase and then we continued on our way home:
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