Adirondack Explorer

A trifecta of adventure

Where do those trails go?” I wondered. The map showed a small trail system, whose outline looked like a loopy, potbellied cartoon character riding a unicycle. Sure, there was Pole Hill Pond at the upper end, but the trail swung far and wide of it twice, a hugely indirect route. What was the dinky little loop down at the foot? I’ve been looking at Adirondack trail maps most of my life and could not decipher this weird pattern of black dashes.

Yet here it was, on the National Geographic trail map that accompanies my Adirondack Mountain Club’s “Guide to Eastern Trails,” so I could explore it for work. How did those trails get there? Who knew about them? What was that pond like? They were on a new parcel of state land, so the state Department of Environmental Conservation couldn’t yet have built them. Itching to check all this out, I headed for the top of Lake George’s Northwest Bay, above Bolton Landing.

North Bolton is a quiet corner of the Lake George basin; the traffic thins out, the houses are far apart, the ice-cream stands are left behind. Better yet, state land and a couple of Lake George Land Conservancy (LGLC) preserves take over. In this little neighborhood, it turns out there’s a span of four-plus miles

You’re reading a preview, subscribe to read more.

More from Adirondack Explorer

Adirondack Explorer7 min read
Visit To Their Park Place
Shirley Clark needed a friend. “I was in an apartment in Lake Placid,” Clark said. “There was nobody around, and I was very, very lonely. I cried a lot.” One day, she phoned the Essex County Office for the Aging to learn what programs might be availa
Adirondack Explorer6 min read
Seeking Refuge In The Adirondacks
Nearly 200 years ago, elk roamed the Adirondack Park, though historical accounts say hunting by European settlers likely caused the animal’s decline. Today the park isn’t home to any of the giants of the deer family but is positioned above free-roami
Adirondack Explorer3 min read
Outtakes
Rick Dattola grew up in Tupper Lake when it was a ski town. On weekends, his parents would drop him off at the Big Tupper Ski Area, and he’d ski with his friends all day. When attending St. Lawrence University, he’d return to ski with his college bud

Related