A New View Of Old Frontier Town - Part 1

Another Sunday dawned bright and clear, the snow was all gone (even in the Adirondacks) and I set out for another visit to the farm with my dogs. My beloved old Wally had died the previous day and I missed him, but he'd had a happy life and the younger dogs wanted to have fun. So we stopped at Frontier Town, as we often do, for a rest stop. But instead of driving back to the old log cabin village or to the shores of the Schroon River, I parked next to the old hotel and we all walked around behind it:

There was a bog to our left and the old, abandoned hotel to our right. I felt sure the dogs would want to make a side trip over to the water's edge:

And indeed they did. Daphne and Clover arrived first:

But this was our real destination, a structure I'd seen from a distance many times but had so far never investigated. I'd guessed that it had been a sort of outdoor dining hall for the tourists:

We passed the end of the old hotel:

And arrived at what I'd thought was a dining hall. There were railroad ties and a platform. Well, of course! This had been one of the train stations for the Frontier Town train. And now I knew what the other, similar, structure was back in the forest by the village. It too used to be a train station:

We walked on past it, with an old fence and a canal on our right. That canal is what had prevented me from exploring this before:

The views were magnificent:

We came to an old bridge, so rickety that I wouldn't go near it and I wouldn't let Seamus do so either (he weighs too much):

And then we turned and headed back toward the train station and the hotel:

The dogs thought it was all fun. I don't think they cared where we went, as long as we were outdoors going somewhere:

Then we got to the train station, which we had not yet explored. But I'll post about that tomorrow: