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Scott Stevens

Scott Stevens grew up in Lake Luzerne, and spent much of his childhood in the outdoors, hiking, camping and fishing. After spending four years at SUNY Oswego in Central New York, he couldn't wait to get back to the Adirondack Mountains! Currently living in Hudson Falls, a day in the woods is only a short drive away, and is always enticing at the end of the work week.

Scott began his quest to climb all 46 of the Adirondack high-peaks last summer, and will continue climbing this summer, and future summers, until he reaches this goal. He also truly enjoys trout fishing, and with the countless rivers, streams and ponds in the Adirondacks, who doesn't?

Read his blog as he explores the Adirondack Mountains on day hikes, over-night outings, and fishing trips this summer. He vows to keep you in the loop as he updates his gear, plans his trips, and hits the woods! Please, feel free to comment and share posts - as he does have some experience, there is always more to learn!



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Ever slept in a hammock? Sure, many of us have dozed off while relaxing on a warm summer day. But have you ever really slept in a hammock? For the night?

I have been entertaining the idea of hammock camping for some time now. Obviously there are pros and cons to this idea, which I have weighed over and over. This is the standard procedure that I follow when I want to purchase a new piece of gear. I think about it for a couple weeks, weigh my options, check out some online reviews.. and make a decision.

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My new hammock = awesome.
Last Saturday night was a phenomenon known as a Super Moon. This occurs when the Moon is closest to Earth in it's orbit, and is full on the same night, causing the moon to appear about 12% larger and brighter than any other full moon.

This made for a great night in the woods (as many of you know). A few of my friends went hiking, some to high peaks, others to secluded ponds over the weekend to witness the spectacle. I packed my bag and took off for a fishing spot that I've been wanting to check out for weeks...

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While fishing last Saturday with a few friends, I realized what it is about fly fishing that is so captivating to me. In my opinion, it's nothing like other types of fishing. There's more steps, more stuff, and there is more of a challenge to fly fishing.

When most people think of fly fishing, they think of grandpa out on the river waving his rod back and forth causing the line to unroll behind him, then back in front of him before it falls to the water. And that is about as far as it goes.

When I think about fly fishing, it's a whole other world out there..
I went fishing last Friday at one of my favorite little rivers. I hadn't had much luck yet this year but I'm still learning how to present different patterns for different times of year, and I'm not discouraged. Whether I catch a fish or not, I love being on the water.

I confirmed an assumption about fishing that has nothing to do with the bait, rod, or waders that you use. Success on the river often depends on who is there

Tick City!

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Trout season kicked off last Sunday, and boy was it good to be out in the water! I didn't catch anything, didn't even get a bite.. yet I still had a good time fishing. 

My new waders work great (so far)! What a difference it makes to be able to walk right out in the middle of a river without the fear of getting soaked. Especially this time of year!

I ran into a little issue the other day while I was fishing that I thought I would share with you..
Yesssss! It's almost here! Trout season officially opens this Sunday, April 1 throughout New York State. I'm sure if you're reading this you're probably just as excited as I am.

I don't even know where I'm going to fish yet. I've been going back and forth between heading to a river with a few friends as if it were a holiday or something, and hiking in to my favorite little stream by myself to try to land a few brookies in peace and quiet. I guess I'll decide Saturday night or Sunday morning.

I've got some new gear in preparation of the season opener, and thought I would share with you..
So yesterday I packed away my ice fishing gear for the year. I can probably find some ice somewhere to fish on this weekend, but I'm not going to risk it. It's time to start getting ready for opening day of trout season on April 1st.

In preparation, I bought myself some goodies. After contemplating a new reel since last fishing season, and staring at one all winter every time I stopped at Crossroads for bait, I finally pulled the trigger and bought one...

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April 1st Is Right Around The Corner, And You Know What That Means

Ice fishing season will be coming to an end pretty soon, and I'll take a couple weekends off before it's time to hit the stream with my fly rod. The weather is going to get pretty warm, and I'm not going to trust any ice around here after next weekend. I could drive north in search of a frozen lake, but I would rather spend my time and money this month getting my things together for trout season.

That said, I am planning on heading north for one more weekend of ice fishing on Saturday. My friend Josh (the one who gave me that jig that I caught an 18" Brown on) and I are thinking that we might drive up to Blue Mountain Lake, or maybe even Lake Eaton this weekend to try to pull some big fish up through the ice.
I went up to Brant Lake again over the weekend to do some more ice fishing, and to try to catch another Brown Trout like the week before. That didn't happen, although I did have a good time.

This time I went with my father and a couple of his friends, one of whom owns a small camp in the nearby town of Graphite. This marks the second year that we've all stayed at 'ice-fishing camp' for Presidents Day weekend. I hope to make it three next year.

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tipup1.jpgI went back up to Brant Lake over the weekend to try my luck on the ice again. Like last time, the trip started with a stop at The Crossroads Country Store, for a breakfast sandwich and two dozen icicles for bait. This time we picked up a container of grubs too, I had gotten a tip to use them when jigging, and figured I would try it.

We got to the lake at about 8am, and were on the ice all set up by 8:30. My father worked on his auger a bit, cleaned the carburetor, and had it running. In fact, he had ten holes cut for me and my friend before we even got there.