There is no better place for good ole soul rejuvenation than spending a weekend in the Adirondacks. As the car door opens, the crisp fresh air rushes into your lungs and with that first breath you know you've arrived. Stress can no longer exist here and it soon fades away to a memory of a former life you no longer know. The mind instantly is in tune to the sights, sounds and smells of the rustic landscape and becomes totally memorized with this ancient world of fables and romance. Here you are somebody else.
For our Adirondack experience we traveled early spring to the Wawbeek Lodge http://www.wawbeek.com/ and we couldn't have been more satisfied. Even the first morning rain was inviting as we traveled out before breakfast along the lodge's trail, listening to the melodic tones of a loon as she sung to her mate on Upper Saranac Lake. It was the first time I ever heard one sing, and yes, it was just as alluring as "On Golden Pond". The water was exceptionally still except for the dancing rain drops and the occasional fisherman boat. My goal was to get a picture of the loon, but with all of the un-moving along the shoreline, she knew we were coming and I never did get the shot.
After convincing ourselves to retreat from the shoreline, we followed our trail back to the Wawbeek restaurant for our breakfast, and although it was a bit nippy we took our breakfast out to the heated open porch that overlooked the lake. The cook told us we were the first to dine on the porch this year. I found it unbelievable for I would have been out here with mittens on, if needed....the lake was too captivating. I was sure it had drown the worries and stresses of life of a million before me.
For our Adirondack experience we traveled early spring to the Wawbeek Lodge http://www.wawbeek.com/ and we couldn't have been more satisfied. Even the first morning rain was inviting as we traveled out before breakfast along the lodge's trail, listening to the melodic tones of a loon as she sung to her mate on Upper Saranac Lake. It was the first time I ever heard one sing, and yes, it was just as alluring as "On Golden Pond". The water was exceptionally still except for the dancing rain drops and the occasional fisherman boat. My goal was to get a picture of the loon, but with all of the un-moving along the shoreline, she knew we were coming and I never did get the shot.
After convincing ourselves to retreat from the shoreline, we followed our trail back to the Wawbeek restaurant for our breakfast, and although it was a bit nippy we took our breakfast out to the heated open porch that overlooked the lake. The cook told us we were the first to dine on the porch this year. I found it unbelievable for I would have been out here with mittens on, if needed....the lake was too captivating. I was sure it had drown the worries and stresses of life of a million before me.
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