I work in the Canadian city of Brockville, just across the St Lawrence, a dozen miles upstream from Ogdensburg. Today was so gorgeous that I went for a drive east of the city at lunch.
Cresting what constitutes a hill here in the St Lawrence Valley something caught my eye. I braked, backed up and sure enough through the treetops to the southeast I could see very faintly but unmistakeably an Adirondack peak. My guess is it was St Regis by its shape and direction. A long way off, perhaps 50 miles but what a sight! Immediately I smelled balsam and pine, felt icy spring water and saw splashing trout.
This is the furthest west I have spotted the Adirondacks from our side. Previously I thought the Ogdensburg bridge on a clear day was the farthest northwest vantage.
Cresting what constitutes a hill here in the St Lawrence Valley something caught my eye. I braked, backed up and sure enough through the treetops to the southeast I could see very faintly but unmistakeably an Adirondack peak. My guess is it was St Regis by its shape and direction. A long way off, perhaps 50 miles but what a sight! Immediately I smelled balsam and pine, felt icy spring water and saw splashing trout.
This is the furthest west I have spotted the Adirondacks from our side. Previously I thought the Ogdensburg bridge on a clear day was the farthest northwest vantage.
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