Wonderful Debar Pond - Part 2

A friend and I were walking a trail along the shore of the Adirondacks' Debar Pond (see also Part 1, posted yesterday), and arrived at a small stream. The dogs thought it was great fun but we humans decided to turn back toward the easier walking and the buildings:


We all walked back to the lodge and peeked in the windows. It must surely have been a luxurious mansion in its day:

The group of people and their dogs were all gone by the time we arrived, so we ambled over to the water's edge and enjoyed the scenery and serenity. A cluster of pink Joe-Pye-Weed stood on the shore:

And then a Red Admiral butterfly began flitting from flower head to flower head and a bee joined it, making a lovely scene:

And this shoreline was much easier for the dogs to swim in. Seamus was able to walk easily out and not have any trouble with his back legs. Daphne and Clover went in, but stayed closer to shore:

I gave them all a call they waded back in to join us:

My friend and I enjoyed the dogs' company as we surveyed the scenery:

The dogs walked over to the old boathouse and then went back into the water. Seamus disappeared and we called loudly for him until we found him:

Seamus, of course, loves the water and couldn't stay out of it. Even Jack went swimming

We began walking again, passing by the old caretaker's residence:

And out onto the lawn, which is still kept mowed, beneath the towering White Pines:

We made a happy caravan as we proceeded onto the dirt lane which would return us to our parked car:

My happy dogs continued to sniff and search everywhere along the way. We stopped for lunch at a small general store where we could eat at a picnic table with the dogs. It had been a good day:

Tupper Lake - The Lake, Not The Town

I was traveling up to the farm and had taken a new route, beginning on Blue Ridge Road. I traveled through the towns of Newcomb and Long Lake and then north to the town (and the lake) of Tupper Lake. I pulled off the road into the parking area of the boat launch:

Tupper Lake stretched out before me, shimmering in the morning light. A small boat with two people and a large dog floated out in the open waters:

But I turned my attention to the grassy area on which I was standing, beginning with this Red Admiral butterfly resting on a Dandelion blossom:

And wild strawberries in bloom:

And Dandelions. If they were difficult to grow instead of invasive, people would be lovingly cultivating them in pots and greenhouses, developing new varieties and forming Dandelion Lovers Societies:

And many small patches of Bluets:

Tupper Lake is very long and narrow. I could only see the area closest to me. It would have been a fine time to lauch a boat and go exploring:

But this place was too public to let the dogs out. They had to wait in the car and watch me. I'd look for another place to give them a rest stop:

I bid farewell to the lovely shoreline of Tupper Lake and continued on my way:

I investigated another boat launch area as we traveled north but concluded that this one wouldn't be a good place to give the dogs a rest stop either. So I continued on my way along Route 30: