May 15, 2012
I've seen my share of ratty fishing hotels over the years -- cigarette-burned comforters, vermin in the room, shady characters in the parking lot -- but on my recent trip to Erie, I experienced what can only be called the exact opposite of those fleabags. Bill Hilts from the Niagara County tourism office completely hooked up a group of grubby outdoor writers by housing us at the Barton Hill Hotel and Spa in Lewiston, NY.
We didn't have time for the hotel's cocktail hour, nor did I have a chance to fire up the old fireplace. Manicures and pedicures would have been wasted on our crew, but I might have spotted the editors of Field & Stream, In-Fisherman and Bassmaster headed for a mud mask facial.
