Almost every summer since I was 16, I've spent a week or two at my dad's cabin on the Sacandaga in upstate New York. He summered in a nearby area when he was a kid and now he has a piece of property on the water to call his own. What the "town" lacks in ethnic food + cellphone service, they make up for in fresh eggs, blueberry picking, and ice-cold lake water.

As I mentioned before when I created the montage of my trip to Italy last March (view here), I will now be vacationing and documenting my travels with the intention of creating a low-quality movie to go along with them. Hope you enjoy my third attempt.