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Scavenging for materials to craft perfect slingshot

hopper 2010The summer of 1977 had hit its stride and I was in search of just the right materials to create the perfect slingshot. I went out to the garage and came across an old tire tube my father had cut up to tie some wildfire hoses together.

In my 11-year-old mind I envisioned they would be just right to make a large catapult-style slingshot capable of tossing grapefruit-sized projectiles.

My next quest was to locate a  branch that would be suitable for the frame.

I grabbed a small handsaw from my father’s workbench and placed it into my canvas knapsack along with my Swiss army knife.  Continue reading

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Boat launch stewards monitor vessels for invasive plants

A swimming beaver photographed by Ellie George

A swimming beaver photographed by Ellie George

There sure have been some gully washers in the area but for the most part things have stayed above water. This past week showers were kind of a hit or miss thing with rain in Old Forge but not in Inlet or visa versa.

I’ve dumped three inches of water out of my rain gauge twice this week, two of which came in less than an hour on Friday.

Most of the dirt roads have been holding their own with some scalding in places and major ponds in the road over to Otter Brook from the Big T in the Moose River Area.

Pink Lily

Pink Lily

We were at Helldiver the other morning watching for the Moose. A couple of canoes were already on the pond by 6 a.m. and he was a no-show that morning.

While we were there a big black cloud went by south of us. We could see the rain across the pond but we only got a few sprinkles.

The beaver and single loon were the only entertainment there that morning.

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Nourished Living by Dietician Kelly Hamlin MA, RD, CDN

The Old Forge Farmers’ Market opened for the season last Friday, and we all know what yummy fruits and veggies we can find there.

But, show of hands, who is tired of preparing them the same ol’, same ol’ way?

I know I do.

So how about some ideas on preparing and grilling those farm fresh veggies?

First of all, keep in mind that extra crunchy vegetables such as broccoli and carrots should be blanched prior to grilling.

Blanching is a cooking technique in which food is briefly immersed in boiling water or fat in order to enhance their natural color.

Blanched vegetables are typically plunged into an ice water bath afterward to halt the cooking process.

After about a minute, drain them and blot dry with a paper towel.

Broccoli. Personally, I don’t care much for the big stems, but they work great for grilling purposes.  Continue reading

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Talkin’ Code with Andrew Getty

Why all the fuss, it’s only a shed?!

Shed Rules

The customer has an expectation that what they are paying for meets certain minimum standards. This is a fundamental concept of business.

As this concept applies to buildings, the customer is all too often more focused on what the building will look like, how it functions, does it provide the space they anticipate rather than be concerned about some code standard.

Even little buildings like storage sheds or a gazebo are expected to meet some very basic standards.

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Herr-Story by Charles Herr A look at local days gone by

The Navigation Companies from Inlet to Raquette Lake

Part Seven

Imagine the reaction of Charles Moshier when he received a message in December 1897 from Fred Kirch informing him that three steamers, three scows, a tally-ho coach, buckboards and other property were sold for $5000 cash to brother-in-law Frank Tiffany, especially when a recent inventory by Kirch tallied in excess of $5100.

Frank Tiffany’s plans will remain unknown and if they involved Kirch.

Pages are missing from the diary he kept for this period.

When no proceeds from Kirch’s sale were forthcoming for prorated distribution among the stockholders, Moshier had Kirch arrested in March 1898 and charged with grand larceny.

April 1898 would be newsworthy in more ways than one.

E. H. Myers and Charles O’Hara posted bail for Kirch.

In April, court testimony revealed that Kirch claimed the defect in corporation papers and that he was majority stockholder in what was really a partnership.

As general manager, he had authority to sell the property.  Continue reading

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Growing up Adirondack by Mitch Lee

Having nothing to do and plenty of time to do it in

I suppose those summer days of 1976 were the best for me as I had no summer job  except to make my bed and keep my room neat.

The only appointments on my schedule were two hours of Little League baseball on week days and making sure my dog Mutt got a dish of food every evening.

With so few things on my daily “to do” list, I had plenty of time for things that just sort of happened when they happened.

My only requirement was that I let my mother know where I was going.

I assumed she understood that when I said I was going down to the lake it left room for the many possibilities that could happen on the way there and what I might do when I got there.

On one particular day, I told my mother I was headed to the lake.

I grabbed a towel off the clothesline and called Mutt to join me.

It seemed like this day was going to be like every other.

The pavement under my feet was warm, the slight breeze smelled of boat exhaust, and there did not appear to be a thing standing in my way of doing exactly what I wanted to do.

We made a stop at the end of the road where I peeled off my shoes and socks and stepped onto the hot sand leading to the beach.

Mutt gave me that look and I gave her the go ahead to get wet.

She was off in a flash, bounding into the water while I stowed my sneaks on a huge White Pine log.

I wasn’t ready for a swim just yet, so I searched around for a pinecone to toss out in the lake for Mutt to chase.

Instead I discovered a turquoise-colored piece of plastic sticking out of the sand.

I began digging around it and unearthed a small toy float plane.

I decided that the small sea plane was going on a long distance journey with us that day.

Mutt stood chest deep in the water as I swished away the sand from the wings and inside the craft.

Although one of its pontoons was slightly cracked, it still floated pretty well on the surface of the lake.

I spent some time making a small sand castle sea plane base. I began making sounds of an engine firing up.

Mutt was quick to chime in, as if she was asking me when I was going to start throwing a stick her way.

We continued our journey down the beach, landing every so often to fuel up at various remote locations.

At each stop we took time to take in the sights and pick the wild strawberries that were growing in the stone and sand break walls.

I inspected every new dock and canoe that had appeared that very week.

Folks who had summer homes along the beach must have thought I was crazy—flying my plane, talking to my dog co-pilot and making engine noises.

They could not have known that I was just a normal 10 year old boy with a lot of time on his hands who was enjoying whatever came his way.

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Gary Lee’s Daybreak to Twilight

Looney weather fit for wildflowers and slugs…

Loon with Chicks. Photo by Ellie George

Loon with Chicks. Photo by Ellie George

We escaped the big gully washers but folks to the east and south of us sure got more rain than they needed. We went to Utica on Friday and saw the water washing through parking lots and across Route 5 by Jay-K Lumber.

Hidden loon on a nest

Hidden loon on a nest

Their plants were getting watered—actually drowned—in brown water that covered the parking lot about five feet deep.

They had over seven inches in a two-day period down there, and all that after several days of rain the week before.

The Moose River hadn’t come up that day but Saturday everything emptied out and it was roaring. Continue reading

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