Lake George VII

We're back from Lake George (Loon Lake, actually). Here's what every development director in every city from Fort Lee to Oakland can say about development: If you don't build it, they won't come.

The great thing about the Adirondacks is shown on any map. There is a huge expanse of land without significant roads. You can find decent wilderness if you're able and willing to walk for it.

And I don't know what their zoning situation is, but, while you do see the occasional Walmart or McDonald's, they're occasional. By far most of the businesses we saw and dealt with were mom and pops, except for Stewart's, which had a nice mom and pop feel.

Is it right to preclude homogeneous American culture from creeping in? I don't know, but it sure felt good. (BTW, "Lake George VII" is what the exit sign said off I-87. I didn't understand how that could be, until once I finally looked at it closely enough while I was near enough to see that it was "Lake George Vil," presumably for "village," which happens to be the most, and perhaps only, hideous spot in the area. One who is aging is always thankful for signs.)