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8/6/08
mountains across a Valley of treetops, and finally dipped down - thro' a blue berry patch, across a brook, and up into real forest. We sauntered climbing and winding thro' that for half an hour, I should think, and then down across another brook (where we stopped to drink) and finally into sight of a "camp" and Whittaker Lake - nestled - at the foot of a dimpled mountain. Here we had a delicious drink in the little log spring house and three young men appeared on the piazza. They were "camping" there - having come up from Speculator - and wanted to know the time (it was 3:30 - but they were cooking supper. Had no time piece at all.) We sat and talked & rested half an hour or so. Saw ducks and lilies on the lake, and finally turned back and "hit" the lovely trail again - enjoying every step - tho' it was a long one (about 3 miles each way, I should guess.) We got back to the Jessup before six and in our boats by six. Bob stopped to interview the campers and is sure the men were skinning a deer (in the tent). We saw fresh tracks, and I wouldn't wonder. It's a large camp of Schenectady people (about 10 or 12)

8/6/08
mountains across a Valley of treetops, and finally dipped down - thro' a blue berry patch, across a brook, and up into real forest. We sauntered climbing and winding thro' that for half an hour, I should think, and then down across another brook (where we stopped to drink) and finally into sight of a "camp" and Whittaker Lake - nestled - at the foot of a dimpled mountain. Here we had a delicious drink in the little log spring house and three young men appeared on the piazza. They were "camping" there - having come up from Speculator - and wanted to know the time (it was 3:30 - but they were cooking supper. Had no time piece at all.) We sat and talked & rested half an hour or so. Saw ducks and lilies on the lake, and finally turned back and "hit" the lovely trail again - enjoying every step - tho' it was a long one (about 3 miles each way, I should guess.) We got back to the Jessup before six and in our boats by six. Bob stopped to interview the campers and is sure the men were skinning a deer (in the tent). We saw fresh tracks, and I wouldn't wonder. It's a large camp of Schenectady people (about 10 or 12)

8/6/08
mountains across a Valley of treetops, and finally dipped down - thro' a blue berry patch, across a brook, and up into real forest. We sauntered climbing and winding thro' that for half an hour, I should think, and then down across another brook (where we stopped to drink) and finally into sight of a "camp" and Whittaker Lake - nestled - at the foot of a dimpled mountain. Here we had a delicious drink in the little log spring house and three young men appeared on the piazza. They were "camping" there - having come up from Speculator - and wanted to know the time (it was 3:30 - but they were cooking supper. Had no time piece at all.) We sat and talked & rested half an hour or so. Saw ducks and lilies on the lake, and finally turned back and "hit" the lovely trail again - enjoying every step - tho' it was a long one (about 3 miles each way, I should guess.) We got back to the Jessup before six and in our boats by six. Bob stopped to interview the campers and is sure the men were skinning a deer (in the tent). We saw fresh tracks, and I wouldn't wonder. It's a large camp of Schenectady people (about 10 or 12)
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