So everyone said I was nuts? Move to Long Lake?
Leave Cranford NJ? You live three minutes away from Target and Pathmark and Shoprite. You can order groceries on-line and they deliver it to your house. Chinese food, Mexican take out… OMG they deliver. Oh right, give up a commute from Cranford to Linden to Goethals, Staten Island, Verrazano to Belt Parkway to Brooklyn to filling up the gas tank… and then that over priced seriously heinous mortgage that does damage to my brain and makes me fear that everything they say on the Today Show will actually come true and traffic jams and all that other “what not.”
I say what not now that I live back home.
My roots, my place.
Sure it’s a small town and probably more people know than they should about my life, but that’s what we do in a small town. It’s a community. We go through the seasons together. Summer = pure overwhelming saturation madness. Fall = foliage. Battening down the hatches. School. Then comes…
The soft quiet of snow flakes or the constant abcense of snowflakes because they’ve taken another path to Boston and New York. But still… it does snow every day, even though it seems “things could always be better or easier.” But reality… Long Lake in winter is a road covered in snow, not quite plowed, barely packed because it doubles as a snowmobile trail. The desperate fever of the economy clamoring for visitors and hoping for a little extra boost in the bottom line to keep their roster of workers off the unemployment line. The fluctuation of gas and oil to keep your tanks full and your house warm… but today… wondering… “Why don’t people live here? Oh that lack of jobs thing? Come on.. we have trivia night and theater and five eateries and two gas stations and wow… private public school.. where the teacher to student ratio is… oh you don’t know.. well let’s just say.. what you don’t know, won’t hurt you”
Maybe some entrepreneur will figure it out… and take a risk and not be afraid of the ups and downs and highs and lows, and still take a chance.
Today was a day. Slushy ice, truck on lake, tip ups, campfire on the frozen water…
And the snowmobile road… snowmobiles and commerce coming to visit and enjoy the beauty and the freedom and the space and the lack of crowds, yet still the fever of socialization and fun…
And a sunset. A beautiful golden sunset, blanketing us with magic.
So that’s why I moved home.
At least that’s how I feel today. Ask me in mud season…. I’m sure I’ll have a different story.
Wednesday night , January 19th was the sixth night of “orbing.”
At 7pm there’s a knock on my kitchen door. Will (artist, Matt Burnett’s Dad) needs the key to the Geiger Arena at the Mt. Sabattis orb location. He’s got snow in his beard and he wears a headlamp. “We tripped the circuit.” Having just finished family dinner, I put down the dirty dinner dishes and leave the mashed potatoes cold on the stove and the chicken to coagulate in the pan. I grab my sleeping bag coat, known around town as my homeless person Port Authority coat, but keeps me warm and I head out.
Two moments later – in Long Lake, time is measured in moments as most places in the center of town only take moments to reach, I arrive on the Mt. Sabattis scene to darkness. The orb, located across the street, glistens with LED projected illuminated water movement. Momentarily I’m hypnotized by the moving images, but I snap back to attention and flip through my key ring. I identify the appropriate key by the color and position on the crowded ring. Finally, the silver key next to the town hall key next to the padlock key near my car key, next to my old house keys from New Jersey which I really should get rid of, but I don’t because they help me remember the positions of all the other keys. I find the key I need and open the back door with success.
Inside the garage we squeeze around the four-wheeler, the shovels and the water hose for the ice rink. The circuit box is located in one of two closets and the switches are carefully labeled: tennis lights and basketball courts, microwave, range, flood lights, hot water heater with a red cross and skull bones, refrigerator… Not that one. Willy spots it, “Garage outlets, outside wall. This is the only one that’s tripped.” He reset it (he worked for NYSEG for years, I figure he knows how to do these things). Leaving the garage door unlocked we trudge back into the tundra where the slide projectors and extension cords are partially buried under the snowpack.
Willy huddled down near the orb following the electric cords connecting the two Kodak Extrachrome slide projectors somewhat protected in handmade wooden boxes. He flips the switch. The orb illuminates. But now to position the machines – just so, so the light bends around the shape. Where is artist Matt? Willy explains they got a late start to lighting the projections. Matt’s dog got loose and he had to run all over the place to reign him back in. They got a later start than anticipated and of course they ran into the circuit breaker snafu, but Will was confident Matt had made sure all the other projectors were on at the other area locations.
Because Matt was running around chasing his dog at darkness, spectators from Saranac Lake arrived on the scene having heard about the orbs on NPR and by reading in the Adirondack Daily Enterprise, but they were initially met with darkness. Luckily June and John (two local Long Lake “orbers”) were also orbing and they intercepted the potential audience and encouraged the visitors to have dinner and check out the orbs a bit later because “the artist lost his dog.” Please note: Dog is safe and sound.
I went home and picked up my reluctant family a bit after 7pm. “Why do we have to go outside? We’ve seen these orbs? Do we have to? I want to play video games and pick out my outfit for tomorrow” Excuses pile on, but I won’t take no for an answer. My husband remains distracted by an invitation to play music. “No we are going orbing, this is a family activity. Now get in the car!”
Our first stop, the spillway across from the Long Lake Town Public Restrooms near the bridge, across from the Town Beach. Access the orbs by parking at the Gillis Realty/Raquette River Outfitter Parking Lot. Park the car and walk around the barricade or follow the snowmobile tracks onto the pond. (DO THIS AT YOUR OWN RISK)
The kids marvel at walking on the pond. I inform them proudly, “this used to be the skating rink, until the weather starting being super sketchy and it wouldn’t freeze every year.” My seven year old daughter asks gingerly, “am I going to fall into the lake?” My son’s response, “I hope so.” They frolic in the snow, admire Long Lake Central up at the top of the hill, and listened as a DOT snowplow scraped the blade all the way up route 30.
The still image facing the road is a black and white image taken in Long Lake many moons ago. My daughter exclaims “it’s a farm, Mommy. It looks like a farm.” She poses in the light, “I’m the chicken.” My husband takes some shots of her. We walk to the other side to check out the patterned image. “It looks like bloody trees and branches,” exclaims my son.
We scamper back out to the pond, following crusted over snowmobile tracks, trying not to get snow in our boots. We check out the lights as they merge in the center of the orb. The cold grips us. “On to the next orb!”
We continue on our journey meeting friendly orbers checking out the other sites. We meet a group at the site of the old Blarneystone. My son accidentally kicks snow into the casing housing the projector. Luckily Matt arrives and notices there is no image on the orb. He rushes to the wooden box and blows the snow out of the slide projector.
Matt asks me, “do you know anyone with any slide projector bulbs?” Matt’s preparing the larger installation starting production next week at St. Lawrence University. “And I need one more extension cord for tomorrow. The circuit breaker tripped because I was using one of my grandpa’s old extension cords. It was so old that it crackled when I moved it around, and then it crackled some more. I think I need a better cord and more bulbs.”
We rounded out the night with another visit to the last two orbs. The moving water orb decidedly our favorite, my daughter skips over to the other side, “look I see a butterfly!” The images at Mt. Sabattis looked like a bridge and flowers. Up close the orbs take on a different look and feel. From a distance another orbtastic view. Just fun to get out of the house mid-week after homework and dinner. Living in Long Lake can be quiet and mesmerizing at times and at other times… we wait for summer, this year I’m determined to enjoy each season as it comes.
A few cars stop on the side of the road checking the orbs out. It’s a Wednesday night and people are out, looking to connect with something a little different.
In an effort to include the community Matt and Scott have invited the public to submit Long Lake photos for a rotating image reel on the live video projection orb for Friday night, location yet to be determined. So far five people have submitted a selection of images from around Long Lake, including folks living in New Jersey and Kansas.
The final night of E-Lumination in Long Lake is on Saturday, January 22nd.
This project is made possible in part from support from the following organizations: The Arts Council for the Northern Adirondacks, New York State Foundation for the Arts, The Adirondack Museum, The Town of Long Lake Parks and Recreation Deparment and the Long Lake Archives, Union College, St. Lawrence University, Gillis Reality, John and Jackie Heron, Michael Lombardi, Justin and Darlene St. Amour and William Creighton and with public funds from the New York State Council of the Arts Decentralization Regrant Program. In Hamilton County the Decentralization Program is administered by the Adirondack Lakes Center for the Arts in Blue Mountain Lake.
The E-Lumination installation continues in Long Lake, day two. The day picked up at location number 2 located at the intersection of Deerland Rd and Owl’s Head Lane.
The location had been procured the day before via a phone call to the gentleman renting the place. Thanks Mike! Permission had to be granted to allow trucks and a front loader on the property as well as access to electricity to operate the slide projectors which will be in use starting on Friday night.
AT 8am, Thursday morning Scott and Matt started to take the boards off the second eight foot by eight foot mold of snow. The screws were cold and uncooperative. Scott announced he locked Matt’s key’s in Matt’s truck. Matt arrived with a Maxwell House tin can ready collect hardware.
Hours later they make their third mold at the site of the Blarneystone. Sides off boasts a hardened form with the texture and solid lines sliced like a cake. The sides appearing in clouds of dirt, salt and a sprinkle of snowstorm season on the side of the 2nd “borg” box.
Jackie and John Heron gave permission for the third site, the former site of the Blarneystone for the town and artists Scott Fuller and Matt Burnett to install the structure. Now all we need is permission from one more land owner to get power…(please note: hoop) We’ll see where we get tomorrow. Fourth and final location, the Long Lake Spillway. Historic Fun Question: This spillway was built during the depression. True or False?
One by one. The sides of improvised wooden boxes come off, but square they shall not remain.
The setting forms hold their structure, and the artists embark on the challenge to create circular magic. Mold the squares into orbs and illuminate them with light. What kind of light? Winter, cold, Long Lakey images to change every night. Observe, enjoy, have a cocktail party near the lights. Check back for the contest trivia questions. Winner receives an original Matt Burnett artwork.
The four locations for the orbs are the Blarneystone, Spillway, Ethel’s house, Mt. Sabattis. Wondering, what will they project on these borgs?
We are too… stay tuned…
This project is made possible in part from support from the following organizations: The Arts Council for the Northern Adirondacks, New York State Foundation for the Arts, The Adirondack Museum, The Town of Long Lake, Union College, St. Lawrence University, Gillis Reality and with public funds from the New York State Council of the Arts Decentralization Regrant Program. In Hamilton County the Decentralization Program is administered by the Adirondack Lakes Center for the Arts in Blue Mountain Lake.
Thanks to all the readers and lovers of Long Lake! 2011 – Bring it on!
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Strange intimacy of summer has arrived. Peeling off of tee-shirts, the reveal of a winter’s worth of Long Lake living, but when the temp rises, inevitably one has to strip off the old winter garb and give in to the call of the swimsuit, no matter how weird it is. Spend the day on the beach with the same friends more recognizable covered in Snowmobile gear than with sunblock. The top secret location of a beach known only to those folks with some kind of connection to the town. Perhaps a distant descendant of guide Mitchell Sabattis or a 7th generationer with relatives who summered long ago on the Northend of Long Lake, or relative newcomers (only 2nd generation) who have lived in town for 40 years… regardless, the 4th of July in Long Lake when the weather cooperates is a celebration of warmth and boats and dots of glisten. Wow look up there.. its a bird, its a plane… it’s a Helms. Now get thee to a hiking trail you post-traumatized winter body! At least I don’t have to pay taxes for my outdoor tanning day.
The crowd was humming in Indian Lake on Friday, May 7th, 2010 anticipating the kickoff of the second annual Battle of the Bands sponsored by the Adirondack lakes Center for the Arts and the Indian lake Theatre.
Five bands slated to compete for the coveted title of winner and defending champions the Long Lake Razz Jazz Band were determined to keep their mantle.
First up on the roster, Jason Hall, a singer-songwriter from Long Lake, NY. His band consists of his Ensoniq Keyboard and 88 keys. Jason started the evening off as solo on the Indian Lake theater stage performing a song called “Don’t Fall Awake’” written about his young son. Friday evening marked the first night Jason’s son was in the audience to watch and hear him. The lyrics of “Don’t Fall Awake’” enlist images of a father protecting his child and the haunting line “I’m with you wherever you are” showcased the connection between father and son.
After song number one concluded Jason lightened up the audience, “my band is kind of shy, it fell into my keyboard,” An audience member shouted out’ “Free the band!” and Jason did as he rocked the house with country tune about a father and son discussing the birds and the bees while fishing. Lyrics mention “have the talk that got away” Voices of Dad and son, the Dad assuring the boy, “someday you will’” A six year old in the audience, listening to the lyrics honed in on the fishing angle of the story stating “I remember when I caught my first fish, it was a sunfish” illuminating it was definitely a family friendly evening.
Jason’s final son “Someday Son’” was dedicated to Wayne Austin, a longtime Long Lake resident who recently passed away. No dry eyes in the house after that.
Jason’s songs are truly stories, his voice deep and rich also lifts up into the sky as he pours his heart out, his passion for singing and songwriting is not to be missed. Check out his facebook music page or find him on myspace.
The second band called themselves’ “Creative Differences,” and they also hailed from Long Lake. The minute the band took over the microphone you knew we were in not just a musical showcase, but a comedy routine between two brothers. One exclaiming, “I thought we were supposed to dress up for this, but you look like your going to finish yardwork” Mike Nerney quickly responding, “you like you are going to an Amish wedding’” The family band, consisting of Mike Nerney on acoustic guitar, his brother (sorry didn’t hear his name) on electric guitar, Mike’s wife Camille, tambourine and backup vocals and Long Lake high school senior, Colleen Nerney on electric bass, warmed up the crowed with “Mess ‘O Blues” The revved the crowd up with their energy and strumming. The second song, a tune by Simon and Garfunkel called “Richard Corey’” harkened back to darker days and Colleen sang a lyrical back up, showcasing the comfort this family must have, jamming out on the porch in the summer time. They take their music seriously, and definitely have fun sharing it with each other. The final song originally written by Alex Chilton and the Box Tops, covered by Joe Cocker called’ “The Letter” rounded out their energetic set.
The next group called themselves the “Traveling Blueberries” because “Wilbury was already taken’” hailed from Indian Lake and Old Forge. Three diverse acoustic guitar players kicking off their set with the Spanish flavored “Ciablo Diablo’” a long incredible instrumental introduction followed by vocals. Their second song was a crowd pleaser, “Take It Easy’” by the Eagles and the crowd joined in and sang along.
Third band up, another Long Lake export, The Yod Squad, led by Yod Crewsy, guitarist, former member of the Splat Cats, Jacklords and Dark Marbles from Buffalo NY, with Steve Signell on lead guitar, Brian Beaudin on bass and Seth Hart a student at Long Lake Central School on drums took the stage. Yod explained their first song on the roster originally appeared on a vinyl 45 and he questioned if the audience even knew what that was. The band jammed out to “Revolution” by the Beatles and got the crowd rocking. Yod sang leads and Steve Signell jumped in to do background. Seth Hart owned the drum with his “stick tricks” marinating a strong beat and big energy. One audience member commented about Yod, “I’ve never seen him in jeans before, where are his purple running shorts?”
Second song up was “Stray Cat Strut’” led by Steve Signell claiming he admired this song from the early years of MTV. Yod Crewsy harmonized.
The third song was an incredible rendition of Guns and Roses “Sweet Child of Mine,” haunting leads kicked off by Signell. Brian Beaudin, music teacher at Long Lake looks like an all-american guy, but he was definitely owning Axl Rose as he hammered out the powerful lyrics. The building was shaking and buzzing, the reverb echoing off the walls. Signell broke a string, but the show powered on. The band kicked up the competition and electrified the crowd with their own wall of sound.’
The final band, defending champions, The Long Lake Razz, gathered on the stage. The audience was definitely loaded with fans, it helps when there are at least 15 members in the band. They busted out their first song, “ Eye of the Tiger” and the six year old sitting next to me (ok my kid) put her hands over her ears and complained’ “ I heard this song everyday in the lunch room and it’s driving me insane” But the band rocked it, they were tight. Horns, sax, keyboards and drums creating their own jazzed up energy.
Mr. B (Brian) and Seth Hart of the Yod Squad also performed with the Long Lake Razz and for their second song, Mr. B changed from his Yod Squad tee-shirt into his Long Lake Razz T-shirt before he got kicked out of the band. Other songs performed by the Long Lake Razz included a medley of “Orinoco Cocoa/Rumba Latina” and the finale “Say What” ending with a powerhouse drum solo by Seth Hart.
After excellent banter by Indian Lake Theatre representative Ben Strader and Executive Director of the Arts Center, Stephen Svoboda, ballots were collected and counted and the winner was announced.
Competition was tough and the winning band, by one vote, “The Yod Squad”
It was a great evening, great talent, multi-generational, kids to grandparents, playing together. It was an opportunity to learn about cultural events coming up this summer in our region including the much anticipated Summer Theatre festival and the importance of supporting the arts with membership and participation to keep them vibrant and alive. Please donate to both organizations to keep the arts alive in the Adirondacks.
Congrats to the Yod Squad (and don’t tell them that two members of the Razz forgot to turn their votes in to count… oops)
For those of you not in the know, there is a Long Lake group on Facebook. It has been very proactive this week as there have been requests for definitions of Long Lake, what would you change. Have had lots of thoughtful answers and it paints a picture of nostalgia infused comfort, something along those lines. Most of the thoughts are singing of summertime fun and waxing poetic about the past. This is a call to action to reinvigorate our positive spirit. If there is an event going on, don’t take it for granted, participate. If you want a hose installed at the boat launch, call the DEC and find out why we don’t have one. Everyone has a voice, everyone has an opportunity to create something new in the town. Just this past weekend in Long Lake a hearty crew of two volunteers spearheaded a hugely successful Geocaching Weekend and the Moonlighters organized a Poker Run. These were highly successful, fun, memory making winter time events.
If you have an idea and want it to happen, think about that Nike commercial ” Just do it Know a good band? Write down the info, pass it along to the tourism office. Saw a fun event on vacation? Is it something you think you can help organize? Do it?
Take the bull by the horns. Long Lake is everyone’s town. Make a committment and break a little sweat… the easiest thing you can do.. tell your friends about Long Lake… invite your friends up to experience Long Lake. Our best advertisment, word of mouth. We need you and we can’t wait to see you back in town. Remember be heard. You see something that can be improved… tell someone…
Gearing up for Community Pride in May… Road trip anyone?
Let’s just say you smell burning rubber, the temperature gauge goes wonky and surges to the hot zone and all the lights on your dashboard light up… you’d pull over, right? In Long Lake pull over… let’s say hypothetically… you breakdown on the main highway near Lake Eaton. You’re not quite at the county border and the cell phone is spotty at best, so you do what any thinking person three miles outside of town would do.. you hitchhike. Chances are someone you know will pick you up and if you are a visitor and you stayed a local motel or hotel, the person that picks you up will have graduated with the owner’s sister’s best friend or lives down the road from their mother’s uncles best friends caretaker. Keep your ears open, because up here, it’s all about connections.
So you stick your thumb out, but the traffic is sparse. The day time is certainly easier to procure a ride, but it could take some time. If your mother told you not to get in the car with strangers, walk like you know where you are going. Maybe you have a pair of binoculars or a camera so it looks like you are on a nature hike and no one will bother you… that could work (but chances are, someone you know will see you and stop) If you aren’t comfortable with a ride from a stranger don’t freak, you probably won’t have to wait too long for a trooper to drive by. Night or day… the temperature can be frigid, so be prepared. Have a pair of boots, mittens, hat, snacks, matches, hand and foot warmers, a blanket, a flashlight and some reflective tape for your coat if you happen to break down at night. Reflectors work, snowplows appreciate that, as do motorists. I’m just sayin’….
The strangers pick you up and it turns out they know of you through their real estate agent and you happened to go to the same pig roast, so you aren’t really strangers and they make sure you get to a phone. Call triple A. It works up here, yes it does.
In Long Lake we’ve had tows. Tows from here to there, there to here, over to Tupper, down to Schenectady. Recently friends visiting from New York City locked their keys in their car in front of my house and a call was made to triple A. The person who answered the call was the mom of the guy that owns the garage in Raquette Lake. She happened to field the emergency call because her son was out fishing, so she came over to get the keys out of the Odyssey. It took some doing because the correct gadget to get the door unlocked was in her sons truck (which of course was out at the pond waiting him for him to return from his fishing expedition) After thirty minutes of trying, she finally gave in and borrowed the phone, to call her daughter in law to find out if her son was off the lake. The daughter-in-law promised to get the message to her husband because he was due to be home any moment. The woman went back to the car, determined to get it unlocked and finally the phone rang back with word her son was off the lake, but had to drive 22 miles with the correct gadget to unlock the car.
So we waited. We discovered the woman who came to help our friends used to work as summer help for my sister and so I called my sister to come over and say hi. We all had a nice Adirondack visit while we waited for rescue. (Note to self: Friends on vacation in Long Lake often have what we call vacation brain… it is not a character flaw, it is merely a result of being hypnotized by the beauty of the Adirondacks and the relaxation that comes along with it… be patient even if you have to work three jobs and get the kids to the babysitter, take a deep breath and be glad your friends are visiting and investing money in the community… )
Living up in the mountains is about sacrifice. Scenery, wildlife, serenity, less folks in line, no traffic lights, but with that comes necessities… like trucks with plows and cars that work. People need their cars to get groceries, to drive to basketball games, to drive to work long distances as the jobs up here are scarce. Some folks commute as far as Albany and as nearby as a few hundred feet, but the mandate is to always take the car in case someone calls you because their car is broken down. Trust me, this happens up here. Salt, cold, belts, pulleys, batteries, alternators, someone gets stuck in a snow bank.
Friends are more than willing to loan you a car. Some folks keep extra cars just in case one breaks down. It may be as old as a 1998 with 150,000 miles on it and some rust holes ala the Flinstones, with a lovely view of the road surface, but chances are, it will get you a round trip to Tupper. It’s a community thing, people want to help. The word goes out on the street your car is broken, the offers come pouring in. We are a culture of people that like to help in an emergent situation. It makes us feel good to help out our fellow neighbor or stranger. Is what we do, it’s how we connect, it’s how we weave stories over the dinner table or down at the local pub. “I have an old truck I can lend you, come on, you’ll love it, just watch out when you go into fifth, because if you need to shift down, come to a complete stop, put it into reverse to line up the gears and then put it back into first, it’s quirky, but she runs like a charm.”
If the car breaks down and is out of service for a few days. Don’t worry, we have options for repair in Long Lake. Bozak’s, and LaPlants offer local service, we have a fellow specializing in transmission repair (call us, we’ll tell you who)… so don’t fret, we can help!
There are alternatives. Snowshoeing, staying at home and calling in sick, Cross country skiing, snowmobiling
(check out Don’s Small Engine Repair in Long Lake) a line of snowmobiles ready to be tweaked, tuned and maintained. There are your feet, just have foot spikes at the ready because you never know when you’ll find a patch of ice.
No public transportation up here so investment in a car is heady indeed… ironic considering some of the country’s most infamous Railroad developers vacationed here and most of the park at one time was accessible by train, but you’d still need a car to get from the train station to the center of town. We love our cars… keep them running… and make sure you have extra windshield wiper fluid!
As the logging trucks rumble by, the plows upon plows continue to battle the storm, one takes a moment to appreciate the strangeness of change. One moment tufts of grass peak up under the frost, the next moment, the car is stuck in the driveway.
Events for the weekend are all abustle. Snowball tomorrow night in Tupper Lake, which is great to celebrate the massive snowfall, powder looks amazing. Community chorus performs in Newcomb at 7:30pm tomorrow and at the Long Lake Town Hall at 8pm on Saturday night.
If machines and new snowmobile gear tickles your fancy, check out Snodeo, sponsored by the Central Adirondacks Association in Old Forge at the Pavilion. New models, trail maps, gift bags, kitty cat races, fun for all. Then hop in the car for some exploration and settle in for the night at one of Long Lake’s fine lodging.
Enough of the sales pitch. Keep the commerce going, the mail delivery keeps trucking, UPS continues to drop off pacakages in prep for the holiday season…
But the most imp0rtant thing.. dress up this town, we need the lights on. Please cheer our little place up, participate in the Holiday decorating contest… judging is 0n Thursday! If you know someone that perhaps owns a place… nudge them a little, come on, tell them how much it is appreciated.
Until we snow again!