"The Beautiful Boreas"

Route 28 looks like a big reversed question mark on the map and makes a long arc though the Adirondacks. It is a beautiful road to travel. I even saw a book one time just on New York 28. But in North Creek a section, 28N, breaks off to take another less traveled path. It winds through miles of sparsely populated forests past ever changing mountain scenery. It is the road traveled in the frantic midnight ride of Teddy Roosevelt just before he was sworn in as President when McKinley was assassinated. Aiden Lair, a wonderfully constructed wooden building sits as a deteriorating old recluse, with a sign commemorating Roosevelt's visits there. There are tiny hamlets, places where the winding road seems like a tunnel going through the trees, expansive mountain views, and a wide open space with a pristine lake bordered by the steep cliffs of it's protecting mountain. But my favorite place is on a tiny almost unnoticeable bridge over the Boreas River. Whenever we travel this way I stop, and the ever changing scene never disappoints. Today's painting is during high water from melting snow and spring rain, the time our sons anticipate for rafting. They once explored the breath-taking scenery and white-water above the bridge but return, the few times in the spring when the water is high enough, for the stretch down river where the rapids run non-stop to the Hudson.
Our sons have mentioned that when they are on the Boreas River the whole area seems frigid, more like the far north. A while back I was doing a cross word puzzle and the clue was "god of the north wind". I had no idea of the answer. I looked it up, the ancient Greeks called him "Boreas".

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