If anything, we should be lowering the height of buildings in Beaufort; not contemplating raising them.
I used to live near Lake Placid, in the Adirondack Mountains of New York state. You know, the 1980 Winter Olympics... Actually, it was a small town an hour northeast as the crow flies, which meant really out in the middle of nowhere. A one-horse town. No stoplights. During the yearly summer parade, folks lined up on their Lawn Boys and the more well-to-do rode their John Deeres. We're not talking big tractors; lawn mowers.
But development started coming, as it does, and we all started complaining, like we do. The theory was let Lake Placid explode with development; leave the other towns alone.
Of course, to think about the metropolis of Lake Placid, you kinda have to scoff a bit. There are chains, but, of course, everything is painted green or brown, or stained one of those colors. It's done a fair job keeping its woodsy, Nordic image intact.
It's the very reason people keep coming back to visit. That and the Laughing Loon's nacho plate. Imagine if it somehow changed into something that it's not. Steel structures (outside of the new Olympic hockey arena...) and five-story monstrosities.
Wouldn't be the same. Besides, there's a view of the mountains and lake that should be seen even from the commerce streets.
It's been a few years since I've been to Placid, and I'm sure I've forgotten more than I remember, but I'm hoping the regulations stuck.
Anyhow, food for thought as Beaufort embarks on that slippery slope.
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