Racing the setting sun....literally!. Standing on the slippery rocks of the Sacandaga River, I can hear the distinctive whistle of David Kloke's beautiful Leviathan as she signals a stop at... (more)
A little ice on the river and a little snow in the woods......the remains of winter are evident, as a Conrail freight crosses the Popolopen Creek trestle, heading north up the Hudson River with th... (more)