Well here we are in Chateaugay, New York.
Canals, railroads and steamers were required to get here.
Not that civilization was absent from the area; there was simply no call for it until city folk saw the beauty of the area.
There is a big gorge that must be crossed if you are going east to west. It is my understanding that Old Man Jenkins made a fortune selling land for the bridge to be built.
Visitors from the city were driven to write stories about the area.
(No – – – this is not “the” Jane Austen)
This is the Chateaugay Gorge that must be crossed by the new bridge!
It is a Gorge-eous place but I pity the fellows who have to build the bridge.
There is a lot of history here.
However the following story has been told in different ways by different people.
That’s all folks. Spring is almost here and I am going fishing in one of my favorite spots. I hope the ice is gone by then.
See you back in Scranton.