Deb wrote after my last post that she wanted to see my stash enhancement post-Lake Placid, but the truth is that I had my purchases shipped to me here in Kingston and I'm still waiting for their arrival. In the meantime, here are some photos of the village of Lake Placid.
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| View from the top of the hill entering the village. |
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| View from the top of the hill at the other end of the village. |
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As you can see, there's a car problem--too many cars trying to funnel down the main street and too few parking places--the eternal problem of most resorts. There's a free shuttle bus that comes by every 15 or 20 minutes, but traffic remains a big issue. We left the car at our motel and walked.
Unfortunately, we ate an indifferent dinner, not having had the foresight to make
reservations at a better place, but were treated to a great view anyway.
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| View of Mirror Lake from our restaurant. |
While we ate we watched a swimmer doing lengths (very long ones) from one end of the lake to the other.
For those not engaged in hiking, kayaking, or swimming, shopping seems to be a popular pastime.
Even the shops have that "Adirondack" style (at least the ones not trying to look as though they ought to be in the Alps).
I adore the little library. Very inviting.
The gardens on the hillside next to the library were a lovely surprise in a space that might otherwise be considered useless.
This is a hangover from an older, quieter time. Probably it looked much the same when my grandparents spent
their honeymoon in Lake Placid.
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| Grampy posing on his honeymoon in October, 1922. |
I suspect it's this sense of a lost, simpler era that has much to do with the appeal of the place.
