So after a quick breakfast with my sister in Lake Placid my mother and I headed home, or so we thought. As we traveled through Keene Valley the transmission started to slip, then smell, then smoke. We pulled into one of the trail pull offs outside of town and then got the truck pointed down hill and coasted into town. That was around 10 am. At 330 the mechanic was loading up the truck to take it to Plattsburgh to repair or replace the transmission. They gave us a ride back to Ausable Forks and then from there my sister and her man came and brought us back to Saranac Lake. We should be home by late Monday night, or Tuesday at the latest, if all goes well.