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Post by Clipper on Mar 23, 2011 21:11:17 GMT -5
Too bad I didn't know ya back in those days Dave. I could have borrowed my father's Rambler American and we could have drag raced, haha.
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Post by chris on Mar 23, 2011 21:27:31 GMT -5
just recieved a phone call from my nephew who lives in NH and we wound up finishing the call on Skype. Talk about a virtual visit to Utica.....and he even had the nerve to bring his laptop to the dinner table and eat mac's and sauce and torture me with food reminding me of all the great times and dinners at that table.  |
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Post by Ralph on Mar 24, 2011 2:31:03 GMT -5
I enjoy spending time at Forest Hills, but I always find myself coming away with a feeling of so many things left undone in so many lives there. Proctor Park and the South Woods are enjoyable as are some of the hiking trails in New Hartford Town Park. But I guess I am forever stuck in the Adirondacks. The High Bridge Falls is my spot. Just off of Rt. 8 on the old Grey-Wilmurt Road. My Mom’s ashes were sprinkled there just on the calm side of the bridge. There is a big rock there that I wade out to to practice Tai Chi on. Very quiet and very serene.  |
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Post by urbanhermit on Mar 24, 2011 3:37:35 GMT -5
I enjoy spending time at Forest Hills, but I always find myself coming away with a feeling of so many things left undone in so many lives there. Proctor Park and the South Woods are enjoyable as are some of the hiking trails in New Hartford Town Park. But I guess I am forever stuck in the Adirondacks. The High Bridge Falls is my spot. Just off of Rt. 8 on the old Grey-Wilmurt Road. My Mom’s ashes were sprinkled there just on the calm side of the bridge. There is a big rock there that I wade out to to practice Tai Chi on. Very quiet and very serene. Wow, that's a beautiful spot. I'm so used to going the Rt. 28 North way up to Old Forge, that I forget all the beauty and serenity that is found up through Rt.8. It's actually a bit too busy in July and August in Old Forge these days, but it helps boost their tourist economy. You don't have to travel too far outside of Utica to feel like you're in the Adks. Even the West Canada Creek area, when the sun is setting and guys (and gals) are out Fly Fishing is a refreshing sight from the road rage that someone else discussed earlier. |
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Post by Clipper on Mar 24, 2011 10:44:33 GMT -5
I spent many hours fishing in that area Ralph. I used to park my truck with a slide-in camper just past the small bridge and camp while I trout fished for entire weekends back in the early 80's. It was so quiet and peaceful that you could fish, read, sit by the campfire and drink coffee, or lay on a lounge and nap, without anyone bothering you and very few cars driving by. There was ALWAYS trout to eat, as I never remember being "skunked" while fishing at that spot. Much nicer and more serene than the average state park campground.
Can you get there from Rt 8 anymore? The last time I went to Piseco the road was blocked off and the old iron bridge was condemned. Note: There are also some great trout in the little tributary or branch creek at the small bridge. It is just a little less accessible if you have to drive there through Gray instead of from Rt 8.
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Post by stoney on Mar 24, 2011 10:57:26 GMT -5
I've enjoyed walking these back roads right here in Schuyler. Very rural & peaceful. Also some of these fields/woods in Schuyler with their occasional streams & ponds. There's some really cool old barns built with field-stone bases still standing & being used (my favorite one being right on rte. 5 across from Wood Lane).
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Post by chris on Mar 24, 2011 17:43:17 GMT -5
Nice photo Ralph!!!!
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Post by Ralph on Mar 26, 2011 2:02:52 GMT -5
Thanks Chris!
Yes Clipper, you can get there from Rt. 8 again, they built a new bridge there several years ago.
Doesn’t do it justice like the old one did.
The picture is taken from the rock bed on the Rt. 8 side of the bridge. The big rock just to the left of center is where the little tributary enters, and if you look above it between the trees you can see bits of my van parked there……right where you must have put your camper.
I always enjoy going up there and always get off Rt.8 by the Ohio Town Park and go in on the G/W road. I have fond memories when I go by the old American Legion (which is now a dilapidated shell) of my step uncles and aunts all crowded in there having a good time before going back down the road towards the camp about a mile or so past the Spring Rd.
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Post by JGRobinson on Mar 26, 2011 7:05:45 GMT -5
Question, why would anybody ever choose to live in the city when views like this exist all around us in the Boonies?
Beautiful shot! Keep it up!
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Post by JGRobinson on Mar 26, 2011 7:07:13 GMT -5
I think if you look closely in the back LH corner behind the big Larch, you can see Stony sending up Smoke Signals...
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Post by Clipper on Mar 26, 2011 9:29:26 GMT -5
I will never forget the wonderful store in Gray and the big wheel of cheddar cheese on the counter. People used to come from all over to buy the cheese.
In later years, the store changed hands, drugs were being dealt out of there and it was raided by the DEA and State Police. There was a free lance carpenter from Newport that was working in the basement at the time of the raid. He was totally innocent of any wrong doing and was only doing some work for the owner. He was as deaf as a stone, and wore hearing aids. When he worked with power tools, he turned off his hearing aids. Story goes that he was told to put his hands up and turn around. When he didn't hear them, they grabbed him, spun him around and slammed him against a wall to frisk him. He never heard them coming and the next thing he saw was the agents in body armor and carrying automatic weapons. I guess he almost had a heart attack.
Gray American Legion was a great place Ralph. I hung there quite often. You could go from there back to Newport through Norway without exposing yourself to the State Police by getting out on a state highway.
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Post by dgriffin on Mar 26, 2011 10:06:23 GMT -5
Here's my dad, Jack, circa 1950 sitting on a rock in the water near Wilmurt Falls, Route 8 North of Utica. I went fishing there one day some years ago, although my purpose was really to find that rock. He loved the outdoors and the Adirondack foothills in particular and I hoped he had left part of his soul there for me to visit.  |
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Post by urbanhermit on Mar 26, 2011 15:07:20 GMT -5
Here's my dad, Jack, circa 1950 sitting on a rock in the water near Wilmurt Falls, Route 8 North of Utica. I went fishing there one day some years ago, although my purpose was really to find that rock. He loved the outdoors and the Adirondack foothills in particular and I hoped he had left part of his soul there for me to visit. What a cool picture Dave! Reminds me of that Movie "A River Runs Through It." |
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Post by stoney on Mar 26, 2011 18:03:12 GMT -5
I think if you look closely in the back LH corner behind the big Larch, you can see Stony sending up Smoke Signals... Where? Huh? Who?? |
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Post by stoney on Mar 26, 2011 18:04:53 GMT -5
What an unbelievable picture, Dave!! It looks like it was taken by a professional.  |
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