After leaving Boonville, NY, I headed out into unknown territory. I didn’t have good detailed maps of the area with me but I knew that, when I crossed the Black River, I was heading out into an area of the western Adirondack foothills that was a bit less populated with people but better populated with waterfalls and rapids. A fair trade-off in my mind. The first stop was at the point where the road toward Lyonsdale crosses the Black River.
