Up Into The HIgh Peaks Region

Leaving the Keene Valley behind, my little red car climbed higher, up into the high peaks region. The overcast conditions and low clouds veiled most of the mountain views, but every so often I glimpsed their beauty:

Most of the pull-offs were not plowed, but I found one which had been cleared and pulled off into it. It was too close to the road to let the dogs out and they were not happy about that, but it did allow me a chance to stretch my legs and snap a few more pictures:

Up ahead of us towered what must be one of the officially designated high peaks, but I don't know which one it might be. I checked the map and there's lots of possibilities. If it's Wright Peak or Algonquin Peak, I've been up there. I like the thought of that:

But it quickly came time to continue on our way on Route 73, a two lane road through the heart of the high peaks region:

This classically designed Adirondack style building is a store during the summer months. Apparently its owners had gone south with their profits for the winter:

The Keene Valley

The dogs and I were traveling up through the Adirondacks for our first visit to the farm in many weeks. The weather report promised warmer weather with only a few snow flurries, but what we actually encountered was deep snow, lots of ice and heavy traffic. It was difficult to stop anywhere along the road to snap pictures and the clouds were so low that few mountains could be seen. But I kept watching for mountains and places to pull off the road. I did capture a few:

In the village of Keene, New York I saw this pretty little farm just off the highway and behind the roadside snowbanks:

And when I got to the Keene cemetery, the road was plowed part of the way. I drove up as far as I could go just as the clouds parted and I could see some of the mountains:

The snowbanks were so tall that they often presented an obstacle to viewing the scenery, at least from my little car. But when I got the opportunity, I snapped a photo:

And northward we traveled. I was longing for the return of summer: