When we
arrived on Thursday the town was not too busy. We had
been here before so we knew our way around and on Friday
morning we took a two and a half hour cruise on the lake to see the autumn colors
from the lake; it was very pretty, made all the more enjoyable as the weather
was beautiful. One of the cruise boats still plying its trade is an old paddle
boat called Minnehaha which takes people out on the lake on a trimmed back
schedule.
On
Saturday the RV Park
filled up very quickly; the town was humming with people everywhere and parking
(free) but difficult so we drove to the Top of the World Golf Club for lunch.
Spectacular is the best word to describe the view from up there; one can look
down on Lake George and the town through a beautiful vista of trees and
undulating hills. Once again the weather was beautiful and the fall colors
gorgeous. To end a perfect day we watched a fireworks display on the Lake.
Golf for
Adele was the order of the day on Sunday; by her own admission the backdrop views
was the best part of the golf. Tom's shoulder (torn rotator cuff – to be seen
to when we get back to St Augustine) prevented him from playing so he was an
amazingly silent caddy for Adele and, to add insult to his injury he had to pay
$10 to ride in the cart with her.
From Lake
George we headed south to Binghamton an old industrial town which still has
plenty of jobs yet the middle of the city is dead; as is Johnston which had a
large shoe factory. Local lore is that many Greeks came to work in Johnson and the
only English words they knew getting off the boat was JS. Eliot is another town
in this string of towns where IBM was founded; Irish and German immigrants predominantly
populated this town. This area of New York State is about 150 miles from New
York City which could be the reason why it is so difficult to revive these three
towns.
The highlight
for us as we travel between our destinations is that as we travel south we are
literally following the fall foliage which remains vibrant even along the
freeways. We then entered in to Pennsylvania heading for Allentown; our RV Park
was very rural surrounded by towns with great names like Egypt, Bethlehem and
Nazareth. While there we went for a hike in a state park on Hawk Mountain an
area through which “birds of prey” migrate. The hike to the viewing areas was over
a rough one and a half mile trail; the birds were scarce as the weather was not
cold enough as yet however we did see two hawks in the distance. We saw more birds in
lesser places but the hike was good!
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