Every big lake must have its monster. I know Lake George has one. Or rather, had one. My brother and sister saw it some forty-odd years ago. Everybody willing to accept the beast as real assumed it was a plesiosaur . . .  "That's not what I saw," my sister Carla always insisted. . . . My brother Marc decided it must have been one of Champ's pups. Champ is the Nessie-like monster some people think inhabits Lake Champlain, not Lake George.   But notice, in New York's Adirondack Mountains, how Lake George abuts southern Lake Champlain:   Marc is convinced that Little Champ must have wandered away from its big momma. Maybe the beast swam right out of Lake Champlain into La Chute River, slithering past Ticonderoga and Cold Spring into Lake George. Intriguing speculation, since the creature my siblings saw was near Mossy Point. Still . . . Carla wasn't buying it, and neither was I, although I never accepted her theory either, until now . . . . |