The weather man promised improvement today, so we got in the car in the pouring rain, crossed our fingers, and drove north. As the temperature dropped the fall colors that have brought us here became more and more prominent. The little glimpses of blue sky became big pieces of blue and snowy peaks came into view. Yay! The contrast between the dusting of snow on the peaks and the bright autumn leaves was dramatic and moving. Then we rounded a corner, the sky grew dark and gray and it began to sleet. Those peaks were going to get a bit more snowy. Luckily that didn't last long and by the time Lake Placid came into view, the alpine vistas surrounded us beneath clearing skies. With all the recent rain the creeks and streams were gurgling enthusiastically and a waterfall poured down the mountainside with renewed vigor.
Lake Placid is the only town that has hosted a Winter Olympics twice. The original ice rink building is still downtown, looking for all the world like a dingy field house. The ski jump platform loomed over the trees outside of town and the bobsled/luge track were also nearby by. The mountains ringing the area provided plenty of opportunities for all the alpine events like down hill and cross country skiing. It's hard to imagine how this area accommodated all the athletes, officials and spectators. Roads are few and far between and all are two lane. We saw hotels in the area, but they were all small and low rise. People must have been bussed in over vast distances.
The weekend tourists have begun to arrive and some of the photo stops were clearly identified by clusters of cars pulled off the road. The Lake Placid area was very congenial for leaf peeping with frequent places to park and explore. Despite the precip and cool temps, many outdoorsy types were out enjoying nature. Cyclists with heavily laden bikes inched their way uphill and hikers with climbing sticks marched through the countryside.