The Point
Review
Character and identity
A former Rockefeller great camp on a ten-acre peninsula jutting into Upper Saranac Lake, The Point recreates the gilded-age Adirondack tradition of rusticating in considerable comfort. There are no signs to find it, which is the point. Guestrooms across the log mansions are dressed in Adirondack twig furniture, stone fireplaces, antiques and elegant bathrooms stocked with Kiehl's. Chef Loic Leperlier runs a 24-hour kitchen and presides over communal dining in the great room, where black tie is worn twice weekly. Service is warm and house-party gracious rather than formal: guests effectively have the run of the place.
Who's it for
Best for:
Couples and small groups of adults who want a digital detox in genuine wilderness, with the social theatre of a private estate: communal dinners, black-tie nights, a chef who will cook anything at any hour, and outdoor pursuits that swing from canoeing and hikes in summer to curling, ice skating and snowshoeing once the lake freezes.
Should look elsewhere:
Families travelling with children (the property is adults-only outside private buyouts), anyone who needs reliable cell service or in-room TV, and travellers who prefer anonymous, hotel-style service to communal dining and house-guest intimacy.
Bottom line
The defining feature is the format itself: a private great camp where staff treat you as a house guest, the kitchen never closes, and the lake and forest do the rest. Spend the money if the communal black-tie dinners and total disconnection appeal; hesitate if they don't. Winter stays, when the lake freezes, are arguably the most distinctive time to come.