A Return To Frontier Town - Part 1

Another trip north to the farm had begun and I was very much hoping that the snow had melted at Frontier Town and we'd be able to drive in to the old village. It had indeed melted, but then the liquified snow formed deep puddles which filled the road, some places appearing to be a foot or more deep:

In fact, the old road which would have taken us back to to the abandoned village was filled with new ruts, some of them quite serious. Then I saw these logs and figured that meant that loggers had been using that road and tearing it up all winter long. And as you can see, the snow wasn't all gone yet:

There were places where the blacktop had been gouged out, leaving deep holes filled with sharp chunks:

I couldn't get all the way back to the village, but I did get close to the Schroon River shore. So I parked the car on a safe looking part of the road and walked with the dogs back toward the river:

The youngsters ran ahead with enthusiasm, but old Wally and Winky lagged behind:

And there was the Schroon River, just waiting for us to explore it anew:

The younger dogs ran down to the shoreline, lickety split. I stayed back, trying to get Wally and Winky to follow:

Finally, the two of them came meandering down the road:

Daphne and Clover, AKA "The Silly Sisters," began running and wrestling and toying with going into the water (though they never did). But we'd just arrived, so there was more to see and do. I'll post the rest of the story tomorrow: