

BTW, I never could dredge up the courage to attempt to cross to the other bank. Never did I hear the ice crack or groan, but I'm still too scared, anyway, knowing that a fall through the ice would spell certain death.
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When I'm not traveling with Ellie the Huggamutt, I become the lone River Hag. All photos are taken in the Southern Tier of Upstate New York, not far from the Pennsylvania border.