Cross-Country World Cup Finals in Lake Placid

“This is a proper ski race,” one British athlete said to me in the mixed zone.

“It’s a marathon, not a sprint,” my editor warned me.

And I got two scoops this week! I’m almost a real reporter! We’ll get to that later.

As we approached the World Cup finals weekend in Lake Placid, Nordic Insights, another news outlet I write for, made plans to cover the action. Being local, I’d be boots on the ground all weekend. My colleague Adele would come from Yale University on Saturday. I’d write up all the men’s races. Adele and Gavin, my editor, would write the women’s races.

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Camp Pine Knot: Into the Wayback Machine

I visited my grandfather in Warrensburg, one day, many years ago. We looked at an ancient photo album. At the turn of the last century, his parents were caretakers at an Adirondack great camp.

Raquette Lake

While he couldn’t remember the name of the camp, he recalled a floating, screened gazebo, complete with grand piano.

The lady of the house used it to escape black flies, floating into the middle of the lake. Camp workers would tow her back in to shore, in the evening.

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Mount van Hoevenberg Singletrack Hike

Sunday before Memorial Day. The 400th consecutive cloudy day in the Adirondacks. At least it wasn’t raining. I paused construction on the ark for a trip to the happiest place on earth, Mount van Hoevenberg.

intersection of 3 trails
3 Trails intersection

While I’ve put in my share of mileage on the Ho’s ski trails, the singletrack is a mystery. I think that most of these were originally snowshoe trails linking various ski trails. At some point, many of them were cleaned up and manicured for summer cycling.

Last summer, I had a day where I incorporated a bit of singletrack on the cross country side into my run.

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