 Into inner camp (trail-less Dix region) |
 Trail-less Dix loop |
 Whiteface via Connery Pond |
 I head in toward "inner camp", passing festive Hobblebush |
 using the herd path along the N Boquet to access the S Boquet, a recent, but abandoned beaver dam |
 Beaver firewood stash |
 mushrooms on an ugly tree |
 with a rich green gray inside |
 designated sites were full, so I grabbed went primitve |
 heady up the stream toward Dix, the moon beams as the leaves beckon |
 a boulder overhanging the stream |
 bedrock, the slide brook I want is near |
 a few steps up the brook |
 Bucky warns us to take extreme care on the slide |
 looking down near the wall |
 the wall |
 looking up from above |
 red moss and creeping plants |
 Labrador tea with a view |
 the top of the slide |
 cranberries |
 a wide, fern-like moss |
 the grand view from the beckhorn |
 I pose |
 red tipped Goblet lichen |
 the clouds break delightfully as I make my way toward Hough |
 a sentinel |
 descent from Hough |
 mark on a tree that held the old S Dix register |
 rock garden view from E Dix |
 rushed pose on E Dix |
 a grand view; note the tree bands: red maples, yellow birch and beech, the green spruce/fir |
 looking down the E Dix slide |
 a pose on the descent |
 up/down view from a corner of the slide |
 someones a bark eater |
 view of where the brook from Dix reaches the S Boquet |
 Chipmunk snacking |
 growing on a Livingston pond log |
 Shoebox falls |
 roadside breakfast view |
 the trailhead to Whiteface via Connery pond |
 Hobblebush ablaze |
 Lake Placid |
 lovely birch bark pattern |
 first views back of Lake Placid |
 the clouds are wonderful and summit beckons |
 Garnet embedded in the Whiteface anorthosite |
 the summit |
 a view of the windy road to the summit |
 the weather station in the sun |
 summit flower |
 three-toothed cinquefoil blooming on Oct 1 |
 I descend away from the crowds for lunch |
 rock intrusion |
 tree beats trail marker |
 a glorious hugh maple |
 a maple with hugh wet, slimy shelf mushrooms |
 garder snake among the fall colors |
 the red squirrel says: the ladies love my tail |
 a pause for a fall view at Cascade Lake |