We didn't check out of our motel until late morning on October 9 ~ we had booked a two-hour luncheon cruise
on Lake George ~ it was so nice to have a leisurely beginning to our last sight-seeing day for this trip.
Music played as we were ushered to our window table on the bottom deck.
As we pulled away from the dock, we were served a buffet lunch ~ the butternut acorn squash soup was scrumptious.
The tour began at noon on the landlocked lake ~ it is 32 miles long and 3 miles wide at the widest point ~ 200 feet deep.
Dessert came a bit later with more coffee.
The foliage was about halfway to peak ~ very beautiful.
There are 11 major species of fish in Lake George ~ it completely freezes in the winter with ice over 30 inches deep.
We traveled along the west coast of the lake first ~ along what they call Millionaire Row ~ lined with stately mansions.
We spent some time outside, but it was pretty windy, so we soon went back in for yet another cup of coffee ~
There are 183 islands in the lake ~ 29 are privately owned.
The steamboat company has 3 different boats, including a paddle-wheeler; they have been in business since 1817.
~ The Sagamore ~
This Victorian-era resort is located on Green Island ~ in the town of Bolton Landing, Lake George.
The Sagamore first opened in 1883 and quickly developed into the social center for the wealthy of the area,
those from Green Island and Millionaire Row ~ it also attracted an international clientele.
A room there during peak foliage season might now cost as much as $500 a night.
James Fennimore Cooper wrote of the region in his book, "The Last of the Mohicans".
The hotel was named after an American Indian who was called "the Sagamore" in his 1826 novel.
The mountains that surround the lake are foothills of the Adirondacks;
Lake George lies within the borders of New York's Adirondack State Park which was established in 1892.
As we traveled back along the eastern, less posh side of the lake, there was music and dancing inside;
several formed a conga line and thoroughly enjoyed themselves ~ lots of smiles and laughs.
All too soon, it was time to debark and seriously head towards home.
~ interesting sights along the way ~
We stayed in New York yet that night and spent the next night with friends in Pennsylvania.
As we drove toward home through the Pennsylvania mountains on the 11th, the foliage was at peak color,
but because of the rain and fog, we sadly couldn't enjoy much of it ~
Eventually, the sun did break through ~ we stopped to spend the last night of our trip with our youngest son and his family.
Then when we drove down our street in our own little town, this is the glorious sight that met our eyes!
Wow, God, what a welcome home You granted us ~ after 3,286 wonderful miles ~
We were so blessed to experience autumn twice this year ~ once in Vermont and then back at home ~
I just wish our town forefathers had thought to bury all those electric lines ~
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"The tree grew, and was strong, and the height thereof reached unto heaven . . .
the leaves thereof were fair . . . the beasts of the field had shadow under it,
and the fowls of the heaven dwelt in the boughs thereof . . ."