A Stop At Horseshoe Lake

We were on our way up to the farm via Blue Ridge Road and then through the Adirondacks by way of Newcomb, Long Lake and Tupper Lake. But just south of Tupper Lake, I saw a small road to the left which, the sign said, would take us to Horseshoe Lake. I'd never been there, so I turned in that direction. I found a lovely lake whose shoreline was dotted with primitive campsites, spaced far apart. At this time of year, there was no one around anywhere:

I scouted around and decided I liked campsite number one, so I parked and let the dogs out. They were thrilled, though at the time I think their chief excitement was the possibility of finding food or bacon drippings at the fire ring:

But I was excited about the scenic beauty of it all and began walking the lakeside trail. Fergus walked down to the water's edge but wouldn't so much as stick a paw in it, Much too cold:

I had to go back to the fire ring and rouse the Bacon-Dripping-Sniff-Hounds:

And then we all began walking along the lake:

And it was spectacularly beautiful and peaceful:

Wally's eyesight is almost totally gone, but he still has lots of fun and seems to greatly enjoy these outings:

Fergus and Clover ran ahead (as is their custom) and then ran back when I called, as excited to return as they were to run ahead. These dogs know how to enjoy everything:

The three Papillons, AKA "The Silly Sisters," all went down to the lake but never so much as dampened a tootsie. Even Seamus stayed out of the water:

And speaking of Seamus, he was showing Madeline, the "new girl," the ropes:

I had a sprained ankle and it was becoming ever more painful as I stepped on and over rocks and exposed roots. So we turned around and headed back toward the car, the dogs still happy and excited. There's been plenty of photos showing Fergus' ears happily flapping, but I think this is the first one which captured Seamus' ears a-floppin':

And just before we left, polite little Madeline posed ever so primly for a photo. After that, we were on our way. Next stop, the farm: