I must say, our first Fourth of July in the Adirondacks did not disappoint. Great weather, lots of fireworks, a horse show, a hike and plenty of paddling – it all made for a perfect summer weekend.
Saturday evening we ventured over to the Ausable Club in Keene Valley to watch their annual fireworks extravaganza. We had grand plans to hike up Noonmark or Roaring Brook Falls or to a ledge on Giant Mountain to watch the display, but we were a little tired from our hike earlier in the day. So we decided to grab a blanket and set up camp on the golf course along with everyone else.
The weather was perfect and the crowd was manageable. We found a spot off on our own, watched the sun go down, and waited for the show to start.
As soon as the first test fireworks went up, we knew we were in for a treat. The sound ricocheted off of the surrounding mountains and rumbled through the valley. And the fireworks completely illuminated the crowd around us.
On Sunday I attempted to relive my glory days by attending the Grand Prix over at the Lake Placid Horse Show. I was a competitive rider growing up and I miss the hell out of it, so it’s pretty neat to have a world-class event 20 minutes down the road. I’ll likely do a separate post on this sometime this week, but I can’t resist posting one little photo from the show.
It made me all nostalgic and caused me to look up my old trainer and riding buddies on Facebook. It happens sometimes.
Sunday evening we strapped the boats to the top of the car and ventured over to Mirror Lake so that we could take in yet another fireworks display. We had a nice paddle before the show, people-watched from the safety of the lake and listened to the goofy DJ do his best to entertain the crowd at the band shell on Main Street.
We were shocked that more people weren’t out on the lake. It’s the best seat in the house. I’ve never been that close to a fireworks display before. The water vibrated. My ears rang. And my neck was sore from looking straight up overhead. It was AWESOME.
The video doesn’t do it justice, of course, but here it is anyway. Dave actually had to paddle a little further out to make sure he could fit everything in the frame.
I think it’s safe to say we have a new Fourth of July tradition.
And the best part about all of it? The whole weekend was so EASY. Sure, it was more crowded than usual. And parking was a minor pain in the rear end (very, very minor). But it was manageable and pleasant and never were we overwhelmed and grumpified by the experience. Ok, Dave might have gotten slightly grumpy a couple of times, and then I might have gotten grumpy at him for being grumpy, but all things considered it was a very non-grumpy weekend with lots of activities and events that would have made us both very, very grumpy prior to moving to the mountains. I’ll call it a win.
Hope your 4th was just as fun and festive!