Camped in the Huckleberry Lake lean-to overnight and woke up to a calm misty morning on the lake. No other people in sight and you really feel like you're out there after a quick mile or so hike! 

A nice paddle on the Soft Maple Reservoir, part of the Beaver River power project. Along with the lake, I paddled up Fish Creek until the water became too shallow to continue. I put in about 5 miles for the day. I launched from Brookfield Power's Soft Maple campground ($5 day use fee). This is quite a nice campground and would make a nice base camp for some more of the Beaver River paddling.

I smelled woodsmoke while swimming at the sand banks on the Grass River. At first I assumed there was a bonfire at one of the houses, but the scent was odd, and very bitter. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye: beside the remains of a fire, there was smoke coming out of the ground. The fire must not have been put out fully, because it had burrowed under the ground, burning through fallen pine needles and fine rootlets. When I found it, it had spread in branching patterns over about a square foot of ground, and it was expanding towards the rest of the forest.

The Nature Up North team was joined by a group of youngsters at Eel Weir State Park for a fishing workshop on a beautiful summer day. The little anglers hooked some rock bass, yellow perch, and sunfish using worms as live bate on open-faced reels. 

Caught this guy munching on an early morning snack of dandelions - can't believe how close he let me get!

Camping at the Adirondack loj and this chipmunk kept trying to jump into my tent. I didn't have any food, so my coworker cailand and I agreed that chipmunks just like me.

Slight rain resulted in this beautiful sight over Rollins Pond in Saranac Lake during the first night of camping at Rollins Pond Campground.

A year ago, I was living in the yurt village of the Adirondack Semester on Lake Massawepie, outside of Tupper Lake. There was two feet of snow on the ground, and we had to break the inches of ice that covered the lake in order to canoe across. Today, it is nice enough for me to sit outside and eat my soup wearing only a sweater; it is unseasonably warm for a North Country November.

On my way home from camp...chasing the sunset!!

We were out birding at. Coles Creek campground. What looked like a block of ice moved, and there was our owl.