|Lake Front Hotel|
|View from our room|
|King Fisher Tower on Lake Ostego|
|Indian hunter statue|
|There's no crying in baseball!|
Welcome to the epitome of true Americana. Apple pie, stars & stripes and most important of all...baseball. I come from a baseball family. My father brainwashed me at a very young age to love baseball, to be specific, the Los Angeles Dodgers. Seriously, at about age five I could tell you all of the starting players, the positions they played, and their jersey numbers. Or so I have been told. I turned my husband into a baseball fan and now it's truly a part of life. A game is on the TV every night, for most months of the year.
So, when Dad's 60th birthday came around it was time to celebrate big. We decided to head to upstate New York to the iconic town of Cooperstown; home to the National Baseball Hall of Fame. Cooperstown is situated about equal distance from Albany and Syracuse in the beautiful green landscape that was the backdrop to the novel Last of the Mohicans written by James Fenimore Cooper.
We flew into Syracuse Airport and drove about 90 minutes in the pouring rain to Cooperstown. By the time we pulled into town, it was reduced to a light drizzle and gave us the opportunity to check in to the appropriately named Lake Front Motel. Our rooms faced the gorgeous Lake Otsego and was the perfect accommodation for a stay in which we would be spending very little time in the room. It happened to be Memorial Day weekend and the rooms were filled with boaters prepping for an annual canoe race. For a more luxurious stay, it would be safe to book the Otesaga Resort Hotel. But beware. Rumor is, it's haunted.