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“Raquette Lake Bear Encounter”

One day my fiance (now wife) Amanda and I decided to take a nice long road trip through the Adks.. We were making our way through the Raquette Lake area, looking for photo ops. Amanda was keeping her eyes peeled on her side and I was covering mine, when all of the sudden she said, “There’s a bear!”. I recall saying, “Yeah right?”, when she came back with a quick “I’m serious!”. I looked back through my rear-view mirror to see a Black Bear on top of a crate. As still as it looked, I thought it had been taxidermied, until it turned it’s head! I exclaimed “Holy Shit!” as I swung the car around, then proceeded with caution; as to not spook the young bruin.
I was able to get pretty close, about 40 ft.. It was standing on top of one of those homemade crates that just about everyone has in the North Country, to keep animals out of their garbage. Well, I started snappin’ away!
About 5-10 minutes later, that bear had become quite the spectacle, with about 10-15 cars pulled over watching the rare sight! It was a pretty busy road with vehicles speeding past, and I started getting worried when I saw the bear getting agitated, from all of the attention it was getting. It’s hair even started bristling up on it’s back! I told Amanda that I hoped it didn’t try jumping down off the crate and running across the road, when a few moments later that’s exactly what it did!
When the bear jumped off of the crate and started heading for the road, my heart also jumped… right into my throat! I yelled out “NOOO!!”, when I noticed a truck barreling along, pulling a trailer full of kayaks! That bear ran right out in front of that truck! The driver slammed on his brakes, causing the trailer to jackknife, just missing that bear by inches!!! I don’t know how that guy maintained control, but he did! Amazingly, he straightened that trailer back out without wrecking, as the lucky young bear ran up the hill on the other side of the road and disappeared into the woods. We both sat there looking at each other in total awe of what just unfolded before our eyes!
So that’s the story of how I captured this bear image. One Amanda and I will never forget!

“Adolescent Adirondack Black Bear”

“Ghosts of Lake George”

Such a beautiful place
for blood to be shed,
war after war
and countless are dead.

Do restless souls
still wander this land,
cut short in life
by taking a stand.

Many folks today
take for granted their freedom,
never give thought
about how much we did need’em.

The greed of countries
gave birth to these fights,
having total disregard
for the indigenous one’s rights.

Through war and disease
their numbers went down,
their way of life
turned from smile to frown.

The ghosts of Lake George
and the sacrifices they made,
give the respect they deserve
so their memory won’t fade.

-C. H. Eldridge

“Sunset on Lake George” Shelving Rock Area Adirondack Park, Northern New York

“Miracle on Johns Brook Trail”

I remember a day
not too far away
I went on a hike with a friend.

We parked at the Garden
our feet they went troddin’
along the path and bend.

The two of us hiked
until out of breath
about where The Brother’s Trail
came to our path.

Decided to break
and handle with care
the Sun was shining
God’s breath was the air.

We drank to quench
no more would be wise
a hike still ahead
cause cramps tear eye.

Speaking of eye
some movement up trail
black and white through trees
did I see a veil?

Awkwardly looking
I tapped on my buddy
to confirm to myself
that I was not nutty.

The confirmation was made
what debt did we pay
to see six Nuns
walking our way.

Seriously a vision
was starting to unfold
a beautiful story
that won’t go untold.

Those six Nuns went by
with God in their eye
each one in a gown
from top to ground
smiling and nodding
their heads up and down.

Recalling the day
and I were both hot
when remembering no camera
to take the shot.

The feeling subsided
with anger away
don’t be so selfish
and ruin the day.

Each looking to the other
with wonderment and awe
still disbelief in witnessing
the sight we both saw.

A swig for us both
pack on underway
up Johns Brook Trail
and we thanked God for this day.

Along the brook
old growth smelled great
there was no doubt
no need for debate.

Home for supper
no later than eight
a blessed day
from the hike to the Nuns
to the food on my plate.

Laying my head
on the pillow to rest
I thank God for my blessings
and let him do what’s best.

-C. H. Eldridge

*Can you find the hidden message in the poem?