Monthly Archives: July 2012
Once again the North Country Hardship Fund presents Wayne Stock at the Ski Bowl in North Creek. The annual, BYO, rain or shine, blockbuster fundraising event with free entry, auctions, raffles, food and non-stop music is on August 4 from 12n to 11pm.
The North Country Hardship Fund is a not-for-profit organization that started with a benefit in 2008 called Wayne Stock. The original event was designed to raise funds for Wayne Bukovinsky who needed help after a serious accident.
Before that time Wayne was living the life, part of a great community, surrounded by friends and family. He found the love of his life in high school. He joined the Navy, traveled abroad and raised two children. After leaving the military, he pursued the career of his dreams — a “Road Dawg” — traveling with major title bands listening to the music that came to define him.
Finally, finally, finally we got a taste of winter in late February. And it started with a little bit of magic. On February 24, Jason called a storm, a lake cutter, that would track to our west, and deliver snow. I’d never heard of significant snow falling on the warm side of the storm before, but like most skiers across the northeast, I wasn’t arguing with the call.
Plans were adjusted, and I made a run for Gore on Saturday morning, and rolled into the parking lot before noon. I booted up in the car, and walked straight to the triple to grab some turns in the new snow. I knew the place would be crawling with potential ski partners. I figured I’d do laps on the darkside and see who came out of the woodwork.
Maybe I’ve seen the Last of the Mohicans one too many times: it seems I’m now obsessed with local lore and the “old days.” On a recent canoe trip down the Delaware I couldn’t stop talking about the Lenape Indians, their travel routines and dress. And on a hike up the highest mountain in Orange County NY, I drove my companions nuts detailing the meaning of the word Schunemunk.
Actually I’ve always been fond of remembering the time when men were men, and hiking meant figuring out how to get from point Algonquin to point British without the use of marked trails.
It was in this spirit that I thought I might conquer a stunning peak that I’ve admired many times from Hunter, Rusk Mountain. Located on the ridge just west of Hunter, Rusk has no trails (or ski lifts!) to either of its two summits. I hoped the effort to hike Rusk would provide me some views and a parallel challenge to the Devil’s Path, just to the south.
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After Hurricane Irene, the owner of The Diamond Bar in Brooklyn threw his full support behind the MARK Project’s effort to enable recovery in the Catskills. When winter arrived, Diamond Dave continued his support of the Catskills by organizing a skier’s party in Brooklyn on a Saturday night, followed by a caravan to Roxbury the next morning to ski: it was Diamond Day at Plattekill.