Such Cute Little Fireworks

Bear Creek is a little business at the junction of Route 23A and Route 214, east of Hunter, west of Tannersville. The proprietors try hard to entertain the local families and the summer visitors, giving them something to do in the evening when the Sky Ride and Zip Line at nearby Hunter Mountain close for the day. There's a restaurant and bar, mini-golf, a driving range, horseback rides, a kiddie playground.  They tried paint ball, they tried go-karts.  To their credit, they keep trying things to attract a few bucks and make a living.

Last night, they lit up a fireworks show, and boom!  As they do every time, fireworks worked.  People in the GNC love their  fireworks and hundreds converged on Bear Creek to watch.  The extravaganza went on for thirty minutes, featuring all your favorite pyrotechnic effects and ended with a patriotic display of red, white and blue sparkles in the night sky. Everyone left feeling quite American, I'm sure.  Good Job, Bear Creek.

About 3am, Mother Nature decided she would show Bear Creek how to put on a show.  Lightning lit the sky as if it were high noon; thunder rocketed through Stony Clove, echoing from peak to peak and rattling my window panes.  The sky threw furious rain at the GNC. (Still is, as I write this Sunday morning.)

We sat on our deck last night, watching the fireworks rise just over the treetops, impressed by the effort Bear Creek had put into producing the show. We awoke this morning thinking how cute those little firecrackers were.  If you really want to see a brilliant show, wait for a lightning storm in the GNC.