Black flies and brook trout create great adventures in the Adirondack backcountry

The first mile-and-a-half into the pond ended at the hardly discernible site of an old lumber camp. I knew there had been a lumber camp there 60 years earlier because I’d read about an old Adirondack woodsman named Ira Gray who’d stayed there one night while deer hunting.

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