Did you know that “Adirondack” means “bark eater” in Mohawk? The Mohawk and Algonquin didn’t live in what is now Adirondack Park, but they did come to the area to hunt before the winter. “Adirondack” was meant as a derogatory name for the Algonquin. Roughly translated it means: “you’re so stupid you’ll get stuck here in the winter and have to eat bark off the trees to stay alive.” Kind of like saying “If you eat road kill, you might be a redneck.”
Road kill aside (and there’s lots of it — mainly deer), the Adirondacks are lovely if a tad cold for my Southern blood.
I have four Adirondack chairs painted a rustic green sitting on my deck back at the Gulch. Imagine my surprise when I spotted the chairs here painted beach colors and my utter horror at the plastic ones scattered in lawn after lawn.
But there was nothing horrific about the chair I saw at The Wild Center in the heart of the Adirondacks. It was glorious!
The Wild Center is an amazing, environment- friendly interactive museum nestled in the Adirondacks.
John and I enjoyed several hours at the center yesterday. We oohed and ahhed over the Science on a Sphere display and toured the exhibits after watching a movie on the Adirondacks, of course. We spent more than two hours on a nature walk with Larry, a fabulous guide who wowed us with his knowledge of local fauna and flora.
I love trees and my favorite in this neck of the woods is the birch. Wish they could survive in a warmer climate and I’d sprinkle them around Tin Can Gulch.
We spent last night at Fish Creek Pond near Tupper Lake. The views were lovely.
Today, we wound through Lake Placid and out the other end of New York by Lake Champlain and on into Vermont which is just as picturesque as I had always imagined. Tomorrow it’s on to New Hampshire.