Delaware County

Delaware County is a county located in the US state of New York. As of 2010 the population was 47,980.

Delaware County is located in the southern part of the state, separated from the state of Pennsylvania by the Delaware River. It is east of Binghamton and southwest of Albany. The county contains part of the Catskill Mountains. The county is within a region called the Southern Tier of New York State.

The highest point is an approximately 3,520-foot (1,073 m) summit of Bearpen Mountain along the Greene County line. The lowest point is along the Delaware River. The county is drained by the headwaters of the Delaware. It has a hilly surface, and the soil in the valleys is exceedingly fertile. The Delaware and Susquehanna rivers are here navigable by boats.

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Roebling’s Delaware Aqueduct:The Oldest Suspension Bridge in the US – Uncovering New York

Roebling’s Delaware Aqueduct:The Oldest Suspension Bridge in the US – Uncovering New York

New York is filled with many great bridges, but few are more interesting or historic than Roebling’s Delaware Aqueduct.

Roebling’s Delaware Aqueduct, or simply the Roebling Bridge, was completed in 1848 and spans 535 feet over the Delaware River. It was built to connect two parts of the Delaware and Hudson Canal. As part of the canal, the aqueduct was filled with water and carried canal boats over the river.

Letting the Fire Do the Dishes For Me

I've gotten smart over the years when camping. I now take all of the canned goods (baked beans, soup, etc.), double bag them in zip lock bags that can be burned at the end of the meal, and use styrofoam plates and disposable silverware that can all be burnt. That means a lot less dirty dishes and unburnable trash to haul back.

Taken on Saturday May 15, 2010 at Balsam Lake Mountain Wild Forest.

There is something quite wonderful about poking around Rensselaerville

There is something quite wonderful about poking around Rensselaerville… πŸ—»

When I was in college, I used to spend a lot of time poking around the back roads up here, taking in the vistas, the hills, the mountains and the farms. I’ve always liked the rural country with all its beauty, always been more than a little jealous of the folks that live out here. It really is God’s Country