The Pack Basket Restaurant - Part 2

This is Part 2 of my exploration of the wonderful Pack Basket Restaurant in Gabriels (Brighton), New York in the heart of the Adirondacks. While they were preparing my sandwich, I walked around getting photos of the Adirondack memorabilia and crafts adorning every surface except the tabletops:

They had an antique coffee grinder, lantern and oaken bucket:

Lots of pottery and leg traps. I have no idea what that wooden thing is under the shelf. Feel free to leave a comment if you can identify it:

Old soda bottles:

More lanterns and what I think were oil cans. That "If You Dare Burger" sign advertises a gargantuan burger for sale which will also bring the reward of a free tee shirt to anyone who can eat it all:

There were plenty of old timey signs on the wall:

And an Adirondack canoe motor:

A beaver pelt and a painted oar. That ice skate, the proprietress told me, was used by her grandmother in the 1932 Lake Placid Olympics:

Lots of old cans: Honey, tea, coffee, cream of tartar, tobacco, salted pecans:

Beneath the stuffed pheasant was an old style egg carton, "Fresh From The Nest:"

But my sandwich was ready and the dogs were waiting out in the car. So I paid for my meal, thanked the staff and made my exit. Their sign, which had recently blown off in the high winds, was leaning against the front of the building:

I noticed that they also had a drive-up window, but at this time of year, everyone wants to come inside. I put my camera away, opened my sandwich and drove away toward home:

The Pack Basket Restaurant - Part 1

I ate breakfast up at the farm in what most people would consider the middle of the night. I waited for daylight before leaving for home, and then headed on my way. I arrived in Gabriels (Brighton) just as I was hungry for lunch, but far before most people began crowding into the popular Pack Basket Restaurant:


The main part of their sign ha blown down in the recent high winds, but they were open for business:

This is an old fashioned country restaurant in all the best of ways, and I'd wanted to get in here and take pictures some time when it wasn't filled with customers. This was my chance:

While they prepared my sandwich, I walked around snapping pictures of the Adirondack memorabilia and crafts adorning every wall. This old phone had been converted to a modern phone and they used it when a mobile phone was unavailable:

There was an Adirondack table with a stuffed pheasant and coyote tails on top:

Mounted fish, creels, lures and squirrel skinner. Notice that most things had price tags and were for sale. It wasn't just a museum, though it could have served that purpose also:

An old bank, old bottles:

Old lanterns and a flatiron:

Snow shoes, creel, leg traps, decoys and a Boy Scout Reservation sign:

A giant bear trap:

Frog stabber, mounted fish, pack baskets, snow shoes:

Antlers, fish net, map, whippletree, pack basket. The restaurant was filled with such items and I was trying to get photos of as much as I could. I'll present Part 2 tomorrow:

Adirondacks From Keene To Brighton, New York

We were on our way up to the farm, the dogs and I, and traveling Route 73 through the High Peaks Region. This photo was taken just as we began to climb up into the mountains:

Route 73 took us past the Cascade Lakes with what I think was Mount Marcy up ahead:

Past an old farm:

With mountains visible in nearly every direction:

I stopped on Adirondack Loj Road to snap a photo of the mountains, but the dogs got into the act also:

And from there I could see Lake Placid just ahead. Those are the Olympic Ski Jumps towering over the town:

And entering Lake Placid, I got a better look at the ski jumps:


Another great view from the highway:

We traveled on Route 86 through the town of Brighton and stopped for pictures. You can see how full the back of my car was. I move more up to the farm house with every trip even though it crowds the back seat dogs:


These remaining shots were actually taken on our way home. This one was taken at the intersection of Adirondack Loj Road. The three Papillons were fascinated with it all:

A great view of snowy peaks:

And finally, one photo of Whiteface Mountain just about 10 miles away:

Hobart Road In Brighton, New York - Part 2

I continued on my driving tour of Hobart Road, finding some homes which were not attached, as least as far as I could tell, to a farm. This one sure looked friendly and inviting:

 

There were still lots of very big hay fields along the road, though:

A smaller, older, simpler home with a wheelchair ramp which didn't show signs of use. Perhaps an old person lived here who hadn't been out of the house recently. Notice the fields out behind:

A small storage building with a car, a snowmobile and other machinery parked outdoors. The extensive fields and mountains behind it were spectacular:

A comfy looking home set back in the trees, with woodsmoke rising from the chimney:

These telephone wires passed through fields and forests, leaving an open lane which seemed to beckon to me to explore it - but not in this weather!:

A lovely, comfortable farm, again with views of mountains all around:

And a spectacular old farmstead set behind a row of big maples:

A practical home with an attached garage and enclosed porch. This is cold, windswept country where protection against winter's ravages is wise. But this was the end of my driving tour of Hobart Road. I got back on the highway and continued my journey home:

Hobart Road In Brighton, New York - Part 1

I was driving home through Brighton, New York when I noticed this sign for Hobart Road. I'd never turned down there before and wasn't in a hurry, so that's what I did:


There were old farmsteads beneath big skies, with Adirondack forests in the background:

And big old farm houses, all covered with snow:

A trailer and series of barns with a gas or diesel pump for the tractors and farm equipment:

The sign advertised snowmobile rides and the huge hay machine parked in the field with the Adirondack mountains in the background added to the scene:

Another field with farm equipment, Adirondack mountains and what appeared to be a pile of logs for firewood:

Extensive farm fields with gorgeous mountain views:

And a wonderful old farm house:

A more updated house, perhaps no longer owned by a farm family. But there was more to see yet on Hobart Road and I'll post Part 2 tomorrow: