Here are a few more pictures from our trip to New York:


Mountain View Lake from Camp Frances.

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Sitting at the Lake.


Mirrored Lake.


Mountain View Lake at night.


Mountain View Lake at Sunset.


Pink and Purple skies over the lake. (Can you tell I like the lake?)


Jack in the rowboat.


A storm rolling in over the mountains.


The photographer being photographed.





Next stop.... The Grand Canyon of the East!

Ok I've been working on pictures for the past couple of hours and I think I have all the ones ready I'd like to post edited. I'm going to post these in a series of posts over the next couple of days cause there are just so many I'd like to share. I've kept them relatively small but I'll put the majority of them behind a cut so if you don't want to look at them or you have a slow connection it won't clutter up your friends pages. Carol (or anyone) if you would like copies of all the originals in their larger sizes for printing let me know. I'd be more than happy to make a copy of all the pictures on a cd and send it to you.

Ok Here goes:


This picture is my pride and joy from the trip. Although it does not look like much when it is small like this. In it's original size it's much clearer. I was so happy to catch this picture. Jack and I were in a row boat much further away than it appears in this picture. There were actually two loons on the lake that day and we got as close to them as we possibly could. The Loon (I'm assuming the female) not in this picture swam away as quickly as possible , this guy however stuck around trying to scare us off and protect his territory. I looked this up on a website about loons and they called this the loon's penguin dance. They stand up in the water as high as they can get and puff themselves up to appear bigger than they really are in an attempt to scare away any threats or predators. I guess they call it that because they kind of look like penguins when they do it. Anyway I used my zoom and tried to be as still as possible which is not easy in rowboat and snapped a couple of pictures. Then we took off and left the poor loons alone. This picture of the loon beginning his dance is the only one that turned out. The others were blurry due to the rocking of the boat.

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These are the signs at "The Sandy Place" that point to all the various camps along Mountain View Lake.



The road to Camp Frances.



Camp Frances



Jack in front a giant tree. I believe it's a White Pine, but I'm not sure.



Jack at Camp Frances sitting in front of the wood stove going crazy over Honeycomb.



Here Jack is standing next to a Fairy Ring in a section of their property they call "The Wedge". It's a pine forested area with a very mossy floor. It would be a very comfortable place to camp for a night. The bugs were so bad while we were there we had to wear nets to keep from being eaten alive. If the bugs hadn't have been so bad we might actually have spent a night out there. Maybe we will do that next year if we go later in the season.



Alright I think that is plenty for now....besides I need to get to work on some of my homework, boo! I started my summer class yesterday and forgot that I have two assignments due tomorrow! More pictures to come later on.

Yes, that's right summer apathy has really set in. I can't seem to get motivated to do much of anything these days. We've been back from New York now just over a week and I still have not gotten all of my pictures edited so I can post about the trip. We had a great time though visiting with Jack's parents, seeing the sights, and just relaxing in camp. We even got to go white water rafting! That's something I can mark off of my list of things to do before I die. Ok, it was only a level 1 section of the river with a short level 2 spot in the middle, but it was fun nonetheless and it only whetted our appetite fore more. Jack, Carole, and I are already thinking of a more exhilarating white water trip for next year and picked up several brochures for guided tours of higher level rapids. The thing I like most about going to camp (aside from visiting loved ones) is the way time just kind of comes to stand still. You loose all track of time, can't remember what day it is, and you might as well forget about trying to remember what the date is. It's so easy to forget about all your worries, and just be in the moment. It's hard not to find peace in such a place, and surrounded by such beauty. Anyway I promise to post some of the pictures before too long. I keep working on them a little bit each day. For now here is a pic of Mountain View Lake as seen at dusk from Camp Frances.