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I was an old man by time Longstreth showed up. The Adirondack Mountains had become Adirondack Park. It was a sad time for us native Adirondackers. Longstreth had an eye for the unique. However his eye was tainted by his brain. He was also a technician, a mapper, a logician, a teacher of sorts. Longstreth’s book was full of modern pictures and maps. It was a guide for those who did not want an in-the-flesh guide. Besides, the authentic Adirondack guide had long departed this earth.
Others studied Longstreth’s work. They didn’t use it other than as an armchair camping guide. Most of them would never see what was really behind Longstreth’s maps and pictures. They were pleased just to read about it and imagine themselves walking along the paths that his maps depicted. A few would even imagine themselves in a canoe on the Ausable or the Raquette.
I have to admit that I only met Longstreth once. We did spend some time together. He had asked me to review his photographs, pictures and maps for accuracy. He wanted to ensure that the words matched up with the depictions of the Adirondacks. They did. And I told him so. He was appreciative and thanked me with a nice surprise package at Christmas. The post office was kind enough to drop it off at my cabin.