August 9th, 2002 Arab Mountain, Piercefield NY

This was a new mountain for me, but not for Kendall. While living in Tupper Lake, just a few miles away, she had been up it several times. We brought her dogs, Ellie, a Doberman, and Max a mut. They were pretty excited to go somewhere. While I was putting on my boots, Kendall was wrapped up in leashes, the two dogs dragging her backwards.
We let Max off at the begining- he quickly shot off up the mountain and disappeared, leaving a think blanket of dust ot settle back down over us. We stood there, shocked at how fast he took off.
We caught back up with him, just up the trai and leashed him again.
Ellie, the more hyper of the tow, was much better than max. As we ascended through the neat rock formations on the suprisingly tame trail, she would advance past us and then returm, keeping a good eye on us. Max, who we again let off the leash, who blazed his own way through the brush, also got better, though he was a little adventurous.
The tower cab had windows made of plexi glass the first tower we'd been in that had been so fully restored.
Tupper Lake, Racquette Pond and the Racquette River were visible from the tower, as was Route 3 which wound towards Pierecefield. The Oval Wooden Dish factory was the most visible landmark.
Just before I got back to the car, Max emerged from the woods, but he was brown instead of black. He had found a stream and was dripping from iron or clay in the water. No way was he getting in my car. We stuffed him in the trunk (hatch back) and let him pop his head up through the space for the deck lid. He seemed to like it.