The Season of the Switch

Wendy, Pat, Thelma, and Gus sort of wandered into this picture and then even more strangely wandered out (Names were changed to protect the indecent)

Bobby Corkbottom was working on his camper when “WOOSH” my camper disappeared

The trailers of the People

A panorama of the campers at one half of the park. Mine is the very last one the right. You can see the FJ Cruiser which stands guard through the long, northern nights.

To my Scyter, may he play in peace.

He so loved to go North, as did Cookie, my other Corgi.

More SYB Photos

Son of Turning Point Parade

Along with numerous other curious spectators and chronically addicted parade gapers, four watchers (one is taking  this photo) were curbside sitting and watching the entire procedures and attentively keeping vigil on the candy-throwers. I, the photographer, had to coerce the candy-tossers to throw, or toss, candy to the gentleman located in the lower right of the picture. He is wearing a green SYB shirt and sun glasses.

Turning Point Parade

      More pictures are forthcoming soon (as soon as I get them through Photoshop)…

Turning Point In S’ville

 

Fort Hardy Park - Ferry Street - Schuylerville, NY

Smores Party

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Ray Patterson leads the Smore Smurfs at the annual Smores Consumption Ritual held at the SYB in Schuylerville, New York

Just Made It!

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It’s a Lake by George!

Canada Street in Lake George

2013.07.24  --  We traveled into the far northern regions of the empire to take some pictures, get a T shirt, and bring back some taffy for the Culligan man..

The Heck With the Deck, Where are the Sausages!

Sometimes in the  middle of a rain shower, a little ray of sun will appear, or visa-versa. In the following case it was visa-versa. I got a deck for the camper (nice, huh?). BUT, some sausages mysteriously disappeared from Phil Dean’s magic freezer. No one knows who got away with the sausages.

Haul The Deck And Hold The Ducks

This is John Robinson, carpenter, assembling the deck on my camper. In the background is Daniel Culligan, a local indigenous native.

These are my ducks.

That’s John Robinson, the Imperial wood worker working on the deck. You might notice, in top picture, the guest appearance of Dan Culligan

Ducks Of Joy

Duck Attack at the SYB

Signs of the Thymes

Home is where you hang your SYB cap.

No food, No Cooking here!

Return to the SYB

This, folks, is an after dinner moon-mint! It was in the eastern part of the sky looking over the Hudson River on 2013.07.20.I loved the sky on this one. This is Fish Creek. It flows into the Hudson.

How Fast’s The Fish Creek Rising, Papa?

This picture was taken a while back. The creek, at present, has gone down quite a bit. I went out with two extraordinary boaters on Sunday afternoon, but, alas, I have no photos of that exciting event.

Barnacle Bob’s Boat

Bob will not allow me to moor my  boat, the HMS Scyter, next to his boat. He loves to poke fun at me for being a novice boatman. Little does he know that I have improved my nautical abilities a thousand fold. I still have to learn the art of backing the boat into the dock though.

 



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Meet Bob Rossi

This is Bob Rossi, sometimes referred to as “Jersey Bob”:
This is really a great puppy. He belongs to one of the boat people who arrive and depart randomly at different times and different days during the summer weeks:

  

New Bikes For The Adirondack State Of Mind

Here they are: the new Bikes with which we shall scale Mt Marcy and other large hills, valleys, and crags.

Rainy weekend causes delay in boating Time

Rain played a  prominent role in this weekend’s activities. For fear of downpours, the boat was left wrapped in it’s blanket. Her and I are taking a boat safety course on July 8 and 9. This fact has nothing to do with the weather. We are taking it, weather or not..

The Fish Creek Uprising

Torrential rains have caused a big upsurge in Fish Creek

Saratogaville

 This can actually be sung to the tune of “Margaritaville”

 

Phil's on his tractor, and Dan's benefactor, Gary and Bruce are watching with glee
There's Ray and Connie listenin' to blarney, ain't there anyone listening to me

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
Some people swear that I won't find it there
But I think, it's up there some where.

George has my boat done, soon I will be one, one of those crazy fools out on the pond
Bob'll be screamin', shoutin', and meanin'
for me to hear and quickly respond

 

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
Some people swear that I won't find it there
But I'm sure, it's up there some where.

 

Judy and Sally, back in the alley, plantin' some carrots, roses, and kale
Jen and Joan stepped so lightly,  when something unsightly
made them jump and off they did sail

 

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
some people swear that I won't find it up there
but I know, it's up here somewhere

Probably the first and last photo of me

Here I am, the first day on the river in the HMS Scyter (named after my beautiful Corgi who passed on December 3, 2012). It was a glorious day. we were out for a long time, ‘cause we also rescued a boater:

This is the boater whose life was saved by the quick work of me and her.

Shots From Last Year

 
I am Joe-Biden my time 'til I take some more pix.

Ray and Connie

 

Dan Culligan

 

“How” says Dan Culligan.  We all hope that is a greeting and not a query on how to drive the mower. Yeah, I  know, the picture is washed out. So what? You want perfection or taste?

Fish Creek

This is a shot of Fish Creek. It is low right now,  the water, that is. I do hope it does not get any lower. This causes a rise in the number of buzzing, biting  mosquitos..