Photo tour of my trip to my Mom's upstate

I am going to give you a photo tour of my trip upstate. These things are usually reserved for text messages between me and Ms. Pistachiopants (aka Lynne) . However, I decided to share these special moments with you, my readers. So my husband, friends, and Lynne.

Our journey starts on the car trip up where we watched the sunset in the mountains as we listened to Salem's Lot by Stephen King and I was grateful we didn't get to any super scary parts.


Then we got there and slept. Friday we went on an adventure to find a waterfall with a name my Mom couldn't remember and nor did she remember what town it was in. Turns out she also had the road wrong, but we happened to find it none the less. It was about a half a mile walk down a mountain to get to it, but it was a very pretty walk.


You could see the Upper Falls from a platform at the beginning of the walk, but we wanted the Lower Falls. And in case we wanted to walk back to LI, NYC was only 275 miles away according to this rustic sign.


Once we got to the bottom it was a sign to see. Very enclosed with a calm pool of water at the end of the Falls. It was called the Minekill Falls in case you are ever aimlessly driving along Rt. 30 in Upstate New York. There was a family there who went swimming there, which I am pretty sure is not allowed even thought there are no signs. What gave it away was when we walked back up, a Mountain Sheriff Police Dude was walking down to, I assume, tell the family they couldn't swim there.

We took a picture before we headed to our next adventure.

Our next adventure was a train ride from Arkville to Roxbury and back. It was pretty and at Roxbury we got to have ice cream cones before going back. Was it worth $12 per person? I don't know, but it was something to do and I have always wanted to breathe in diesel smoke for 2 hours. (There may be a bit of sarcasm there.) I did get this cool picture though. (There are COWS!!)
Then we headed back to the rustic house on the mountain that my Mom lives in. Actually it's not so much rustic as a house with 3 bedrooms and 3 baths they had built for them that overlooks the side of a mountain, but it gets bears occasionally and here is a chipmunk on the deck!


That was Friday. Saturday we went to a country fair type thing where we had hot dogs and some knick knacks. Then it rained so we went back to the house for some wine and beer and what my mother kept referring to as "house party time". Sunday when we drove back we expected rain the whole time, but somehow I think we drove behind the storm the entire time and took some sun back with us. That was pretty pleasant. I had ice cream about 4 times on that trip, so I will fondly remember it as Upstate Ice Cream Weekend.