Lake Placid Area Winter Scenery

The dogs and I were driving home from the farm on a snowy Saturday morning through the Adirondack mountains. We'd stopped for a break at a cemetery on the outskirts of Lake Placid. Then we drove through the town and, looking back, I decided I just had to snap a photo of the Lake Placid Olympic Ski Jump with the high peaks in the background:

The scenery in the other direction was also dramatic. This was early in the morning, very much overcast, with snow still falling:

The mountaintops, of course, had more snow than the valleys and seemed to be back-lit with a mysterious glow:

These are hay fields in the summer time. Now, I guess, they're snow fields. All surrounded by Adirondack mountains:

This road, I remember from days past, leads to the high peaks camp from which people hike many of the tallest Adirondack peaks, especially Mount Marcy. I've hiked quite a few of them in a younger day and once got caught in a summer mountaintop snow storm:

It was time to travel on. I turned back toward the town of Lake Placid and snapped one last photo. Traveling through these mountains will be a different experience now that winter has arrived:

Driving Home Through The Snowy Mountains

Saturday morning of my stay at the farm dawned with much cold, wind and snow. It was time for me to drive home and there wasn't much alternative. So I packed up the dogs and and we headed south toward Albany. The landscape scenery was much different with the snow than I was used to. This is Barnham Pond, which I've photographed many times before in nicer weather. This time it's snowing and cloudy, so much so that the background mountains are almost hidden:

The drive south through the wintry Adirondacks went without incident and, nearing the town of Lake Placid, I noticed a cemetery at which I had not previously stopped. The dogs and I needed a break, so I pulled in:

The surrounding high peaks were mostly shrouded in clouds. Snow was slowly falling and it was in many respects a pleasant place to be:

The dogs were happy just to get out and do their thing. Here, Wally and Wren trot around the tombstones:

Winky found a spot with less snow and investigated:

Old Casey seems to be more thoughtful:
Winter had come at last to the Adirondacks. Seamus, Wren, Wally and Casey.: