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Saratoga Lake Driving

Sunday, February 15th, 2004 · 1 Comment

I drove on a lake today. I didn’t know that was even possible. But when Jen and I took a drive around Lake Saratoga today (which reminds me a lot of Tahoe), we were amazed to see not just the ice fishermen out on the frozen water, but snow mobiles and trucks. Lots of trucks. Out in the middle of the lake. I’d never seen anything like it, so I just had to try it. It was actually quite the adrenaline rush, knowing we had nearly two tons of steel, humans, and dogs atop the frozen H20. We didn’t venture out too far. It was mainly for the story and the photo.

Along with lake driving, the past few days have been action-packed.

Tuesday night we saw Miracle, the new Disney movie about the 1980 U.S. Olympic hockey team’s inspiring victory over the nearly unstoppable Russian team. Though I was alive when it happened, I admittedly don’t really remember it.

That inspired us to go on Thursday to the place where it all happened: Lake Placid, New York, just two hours north of us. Whiteface has been named the best ski resort in the East three years running. I can see why. The skiing was really good. With the highest peak and vertical drop in the area, I really enjoyed the long runs. At about 4,800 feet, the elevation doesn’t really compare to any of the mountains in Tahoe, but for this coast, it’s not bad. The tickets were a rip-off, though, at 60 bucks — even more than Squaw Valley, King of Tahoe Resorts, and Kirkwood, my other Northern California favorite.

Friday night Karen and Joti came to town from Brooklyn to hang out for the night. We hit Professor Moriarty’s for drinks and appetizers, followed by dinner at the Saratoga Brew Pub. Good times. Jen made a delicious Valentine’s Day brunch for everyone Saturday morning.

Last night we hung out in Kinderhook with Jen’s parents. Karen and Joti came over later on, and we spent the evening talking about ghosts and the history of Columbia County.

This morning we had brunch at a place here in town that’s older than the country itself: The Olde Bryan Inn. That’s one of the things that’s really cool about living on this coast: The history. There’s simply so much more of it here than in California. For starters, we live in a building built in 1860 and can eat in Colonial buildings from 1773.

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  • 1 chris // Aug 25, 2004 at 2:19 am

    Next time your in Kinderhook you should stop in at Ryans Pub on Rt 9 (next to Grand union). My cousin owns it and its a great time on a saturday night. I’m from Long Island and I love hanging with the locals up there.