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Dog-Sledding, Snow-Shoeing, the Art of Cuba


We drove from Mont Tremblant to the Alaskan Husky Adventure Dog-Sledding.  We met and held the beautiful puppies, they are large doggies with deep fur and intelligent eyes and they enjoyed our attention, holding and petting.

The site is very hilly, wooded land, with lots of varied terrain.  The 50 or so adult dogs barked and jumped non-stop in excitement until they were hitched up in teams to the sled . We called “Alley, alley- oop!” and they took off, and started to run.  They became silent and happily ran hard. We were two people per sled and six exited dogs per team.

It was like a roller-coaster ride through the snow! Up and down hills and spinning around many turns- fun and exiting! Put this on the “bucket list”.

The next day we snow-shoed through the woods and filled our extended hands with sun-flower seeds and Chickadees came down from the trees and ate out of our mittens. It was a sweet reward for bundling up and going out into the winter.

On the way back to NYC, we stopped off in Montreal for just a day and went to their Beaux Arts Museum to see the retrospective of Cuban Art. The show was fascinating, well installed and there were many fine pieces but the most striking thing is to see anything at all about current Cuban culture. We have been embargoed too. When will we start a new relationship with Cuba? 

During our drive back to New York City, we realized that we take upstate New York  much too forgranted, even though the state is so beautiful. So we will plan a future warm weather trip to the Finger Lakes Region.Sculpture of Balto in Central Park

Go to  for a photo of the sculpture in Central Park of the famous hero sled dog Balto and his story.

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A Roadtrip to the North in Search of Winter


This was the first January in about 75 years that we had no snow of any consequence in New York City, and it has been generally warm, so we decided to drive northward and find our old childhood friend, the Winter.

First we drove through the Hudson Valley and the rolling hills and long ridges of the Hudson Highlands which had some snow on the ground and we realized that the color of the light has started to change towards a spring color. There were no “signs of Spring”, just that change of light quality with the lengthening day. It was a feeling of fading winter with Spring just waiting.

Then we passed through the Shawangunks, pronounced “shan-gums” and known as the “Gunks”, with sleeping snowy apple orchards, and frozen water streams on the mountains until we came to the Catskill region and then to the Adirondacks, “the Daks”, beautiful mountains and valleys and we knew there was indeed Winter here.  There are fields of snow-covered frozen haystacks, creeks running down frozen snow banks on the mountains.

The placenames are so great, from Dutch, Native American, French and English and many other sources:

Niskayuna, Schroon Lake, Fort Ticonaroga, Saranac Lake, Cairo (say Kay-Row), with Lake Pharoah nearby, Paradox (population 14), AuSable Chasm which was frozen-closed for the winter, Troy, Albany, Loon Lake and Brandt Lake, Lake Champlain and Lake George, Watervliet, Rotterdam, Hague, Kaaterskill Falls and the Hurleys.

We reached the border and entered Quebec Province in Canada and all of the road signs warned us ” It’s winter, be careful” in French.

We had “officially” found the winter…and then the winter found us.

We continued past Montreal up to the Laurentians, which look like the Daks, and as we drove we were overtaken by a full winter blizzard of snow and freezing rain. We took the roadsigns advice and we went very slowly as did the other drivers on the icy, slippery road. We arrived in icy-snowy village of Mont-Tremblant well after dark.

We have spent a day exploring the mountain and ski area, and another day enjoying a new snow fall of about 6 inches of huge, fluffy flakes that made very nice snow for snow-balls and snow-people…

…the beloved snow of childhood.

Next few days: We will snow-shoe through a Canadian National Park, stopping to warm up and feed the birds, and then go out Dog-sledding. Very, very exiting.

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