One of about seven Adirondack postcards I have. I love it because it's the first mountain I climbed (with my grandfather leading the way as the rest of us huffed and puffed behind him in 1973. It's also the place I huffed and puffed up last (2010ish) and reminds me I need to wheeze myself up it again soon. But the thing that hits me (being me, and neglecting the thought of Snell's Bald Mt. Rest remaining at the bottom for cold Cokes-or Heineken's, depending on things) is Colvin's tower. Big fan of Verplanck Colvin, I. Anyway, who cares? It's a hill a lot of us have scaled and it's a beautiful place. It's even an easy postcard to take a picture of; set up a sweatshirt on a bedspread after trying other things, open the flash, and hit click.
