Amidst the untamed wilderness of the Adirondacks, where the crystalline waters of Lake George caress timeworn granite cliffs, stands a formidable monolith: Rogers Rock. This imposing natural fortress, its sheer 400-foot face plunging dramatically into the lake's depths, is more than a geological marvel; it's a silent chronicle of audacious exploits and survival against insurmountable odds.
The saga harks back to March 13, 1758, during the tumultuous French and Indian War. Major Robert Rogers, the indomitable leader of Rogers' Rangers—a colonial militia famed for guerrilla warfare—found himself ensnared in a perilous predicament. Charged with a reconnaissance mission near Fort Carillon (present-day Ticonderoga), Rogers and his 180 men traversed snow-laden wilderness on snowshoes, navigating treacherous terrain with vigilant precision.
Their stealth, however, was compromised. A formidable contingent of French soldiers and Native American allies ambushed the Rangers, culminating in the infamous Second Battle on Snowshoes. Amidst the ensuing chaos, Rogers' men suffered grievous casualties, and the Major became the quarry of an unrelenting pursuit.
Legend recounts that, with adversaries closing in, Rogers, heart pounding, scrambled up the precipitous ascent of the now eponymous Rogers Rock, each step a desperate bid for survival. Exhausted and cornered atop the precipice, he faced a harrowing choice: surrender or orchestrate an audacious escape. Demonstrating remarkable cunning, Rogers purportedly hurled his pack down the cliff's face, crafting the illusion of a fatal plunge. To further the ruse, he reversed his snowshoes and retraced his steps, then concealed himself within the boughs of a nearby tree. His pursuers, discovering tracks leading to the edge and the telltale slide mark, presumed he had met a tragic end and abandoned the chase.
Seizing the moment, Rogers descended through a concealed ravine to the frozen expanse of Lake George. There, he donned ice skates—standard issue for his Rangers during winter operations—and glided swiftly across the lake's icy veneer to the sanctuary of Fort William Henry. This ingenious escape not only cemented his legacy but also christened the cliff as Rogers' Slide.
Rogers Rock, with its towering granite face plunging into the shimmering expanse of Lake George, is more than a landmark; it’s a climber’s dream. Modern adventurers come from far and wide to test their mettle against the same cliffs that once played a starring role in Major Robert Rogers' legendary escape. But now, instead of snowshoes and subterfuge, they come armed with ropes, carabiners, and chalk bags, ready to carve their own stories into the rock.
Rogers Rock offers a unique climbing experience. Unlike traditional approaches, most routes here begin with a paddle. That’s right—climbers launch from nearby shores in kayaks, canoes, or even paddleboards, their gear tucked neatly aboard, and make their way to the base of the cliff. It’s a quintessential Adirondack experience: part waterborne expedition, part vertical adventure. The approach alone feels like stepping into a wilderness epic, setting the stage for a day of ascent.
The routes on Rogers Rock vary in difficulty, catering to climbers of all skill levels. From the gentle slopes of "Little Finger," a popular beginner-friendly multi-pitch climb, to the steeper and more technical challenges like "Sundowner," the rock offers something for everyone. Its textured granite provides excellent friction, and the expansive views at each belay station remind climbers why they came.
For those craving a full experience, Rogers Rock also boasts a unique slab climbing style. Here, climbers ascend on angles that demand delicate footwork and trust in balance over brute strength. It's a dance on stone, requiring mental focus as much as physical effort. The routes can stretch as high as five or six pitches, with names as storied as the rock itself—routes like "The Gentleman’s Club" or "Lichen It" promise adventure with a dash of Adirondack charm.
Reaching the summit of Rogers Rock is more than an accomplishment—it’s a gift. From the top, Lake George unfurls below like a shimmering blue quilt, dotted with pine-clad islands that seem to float on the water’s surface. To the north, the rolling hills of the Adirondacks stretch endlessly, their ridges rising like waves frozen in time. On a clear day, you might even spot Vermont’s Green Mountains to the east or the rugged high peaks to the west.
For those who climb as much for the view as the thrill, there’s nothing quite like soaking in the sight of a sunset from the summit. As the golden light spills across the lake, turning it into a mirror of fire and gold, it’s easy to imagine why this place is considered one of the jewels of the Adirondacks.
For climbers, adventurers, and even casual visitors, Rogers Rock isn’t just a destination—it’s a story waiting to be told. As you scale its face or paddle its shores, you become part of a narrative that stretches back centuries, one where history and modern exploration collide. The rock is more than granite; it’s a monument to the unyielding spirit of those who dare to ascend—not just the cliff, but the adventure itself.