Thursday, November 5, 2026

Three days in the West Canadas. "Camping with a Purpose"

 I needed to head into the West Canadas to check on the Colvin Brook lean-to and clear part of the NPT. I decided to go in via the Pillsbury trailhead to Cedar Lake, then day trip the 6 miles (there and back) to the Colvin Brook lean-to and clear trail along the way.

A few cars in the lot when I arrived. Two more as I was putting on my pack. I greeted the other hikers; they were headed in the same direction as I. Noticed another lean-to adopter had signed in earlier that day, he was planning on his second night to be at the Beaver Pond lean-to where I was staying. I am hoping to run into him as we have never met.

The familiar trail was covered in the fallen leaves which crunched loudly as I made my way up the old military road trail. It will be only about 2 hours to reach the lake so I was not in any hurry. Muddy parts of the trail were mostly dry, like play-doh. The old boardwalks in the swampy parts are really starting to deteriorate to the point they are now a safety issue. More on this later.

Soon before the trail made its final descent to the old dam, I spotted an obvious path heading off the trail to my left. I noted the spot on my map with hope to explore later, perhaps on my way out. I wondered if this was the old path I had seen on some of the historic usgs maps? The yellow beech leaves paved the way like the brick road in the Wizard of Oz. The trail dropped elevation (slightly, it is not a hilly trail) then wound around to the old dam and bridge to cross the Cedar River. 

I signed in at the register, as well as a note in the Cedar #1 shelter. My home for the night was a bit less than a mile further. I arrived to sn empty lean-to, did my adopter checks which went quickly as the site was clean and I was here back in July. I gathered some wood and checked on the old spring; it was mostly mud.

Afternoon turned to evening, sun sets earlier now especially with the clocks changing back to standard time. I was in bed before 7pm.

Morning came and I packed up supplies for my day trip to Colvin Brook. I stopped at Cedar #1 and chatted with the guys whom I met in the parking lot. They recognized my name from the NPT fB page. They were hiking the whole loop, planning to stay at Sampson Tuesday night. Great guys, hope to run into them again.

The trail to "woodstove" went quickly, no real maintenance to do. Between the work I have done over the years and the DEC coming through in the spring, thd trail is in great shape. Cleared a couple drainages of the newly fallen leaves and cut some smaller blowdown. Took a short break at the campsite and washed the sweat from my head and brow. Only a mile and a half to the junction.

Spent 20 minutes on a blowdown, not huge just a lot of branches to cut and move off trail. The latter part of the work is often the most time consuming. After turning down the Sucker Brook trail I recalled the ranger report from Aug which a lost group was directed down this trail to Colvin Brook to await extraction at the lean-to. I cut another blowdown along the way. A very light rain came and went as I traversed the red marked trail.

I was pleased to be able to rock-hop across the river instead of requiring me to switch to water shoes. My pleasure quickly waned when I saw the condition of the lean-to. Not the structure; we know it is in need of repair and is on the list. The trash and gear left behind, including the previous occupants having moved the firepit up against the lean-to. There was trash every where; in the fire pit and all around the lean-to.

I spent time cleaning up, moving the firepit back. Brushing out the spot to hide the fact it was ever moved. I packed up the trash and gear to carry out. I took photos to send in to the DEC to report the situation. The previous occupants had the presence of mind to sign the shelter log with their last names. I suppose they forgot that fact before they left after 5 days of trashing the place.  

Colvin Brook trash and gear cleanup

With my pack loaded up, I headed back to Cedar Lake. The short rain had now quieted the leaves underfoot. I was back at camp a little before 3pm. Plenty of time to clean up and make dinner before the early sun set. The fellow adopter, Chuck was there. He had also run into the same gentleman I spoke with in the morning so knew I was in the area. He set up in the lean-to as well. Was great to talk with him. I gave him my contact info so we could coordinate future trips in the area. I showed him the photos of the trash and the gear I pulled out of my pack. We started the fire and chatted through dinner and into the evening.

Chuck was up and out before me. I turned over to get some more sleep. When the sky turned pink, I got up to grab a photo. Chuck was over at the bench near the bridge watching the sunrise. He came back after seeing I was up.

We started a morning fire and had coffee and breakfast. Neither of us were in a hurry to leave. Probably close to ten AM by the time we started hiking out. I mentioned to Chuck I might check out the path I saw on the way in. He was interested too. As we headed up the trail I could not find it. Strange how obvious it was just two days ago. I need to comd back and explore more. As we reached the height of land I mentioned there was cellular coverage. Our phones were switched out of airplane mode and the texts/emails from the past couple days started pouring in.

The hike out went quickly as we chatted through the miles. The small rocks under the leaves were a bit hazardous on the downhills. Chuck mentioned he heard the boardwalks were scheduled to be replaced soon. Back at the car and register we signed out, changed clothes and reiterated our plans to let each other know about our future trips into the area.


Cedar Lake

Beaver Pond from the bridge

Bear mark or porcupine?

Sunrise Wednesday morning

Blowdown removal

Blowdown removal

Blowdown removal


Collage of trash and cleanup 
at Colvin Brook lean-to



Friday, September 18, 2026

30 miles/3 days Spruce Lake

Monday Sept 14 - Wed Sept 16

With plans made the previous week to meet Dan at Spruce Lake again, I also arranged with Jim to join us. Jim and I carpooled from Canandaigua to Piseco where we headed north on the NPT. Ten miles to Spruce Lake, much was old roadway with a lot of loose rocks. The trail was in great condition otherwise. A short break at the Jessup River campsite, otherwise uneventful hiking in cool weather.

At Spruce Lake #3 we met another hiker on the 4th night of his southbound trek from Lake Durant to Piseco. He moved his gear in the lean-to to provide room. Nice guy. Paul from Palmyra. Dan arrived later after a grueling off trail bushwhack from Poor Lake. As planned, I brought him an extra day of food. I cooked up dinner for both of us. Not long after sunset we all were in bed; all tired for different reasons.

Night was chilly, but not as cold as expected. Dan was already up when I headed to the lean-to. Paul was already gone. He said he would be up early. After breakfast, we put together our day packs. Jim and I were headed 5 miles north to the junction with the French Louie Trail, Dan would be headed to fish Balsam Lake. Another cool day of hiking, this time with light day packs. Familiar trail as I hiked this last week, both directions. A short break at the bridge over Sampson bog outlet, and a quick side quest to a weird looking rocky promenade. A longer break at the West Canada Creek bridge and lunch at the lean-to. Only a couple entries in the book since mine last Thursday. 

After lunch we slowed our pace for the hike back to enjoy the walk. No need to rush only to do little more than hang out at camp. It was very nice walking at such a relaxed pace. Even with the reduced pace, we arrived at camp not much later than had we hiked normal. I noticed the woods were beginning to "smell like fall". 

Dan had reached his limit of brook trout at Balsam and cooked up some for us both. This would end up being my dinner. I spotted a hiker approaching the lean-to and said hello. He quickly turned and headed back to the trail. I suppose he wanted to camp alone. We stayed up a little later than the previous night. The crescent moon reflecting on the lake when we finally turned in. 

Warm night compared to previous. Heard an owl close by. A short rain shower also during the night. All was dry by the morning. I packed up my hammock and gear and headed to the lean-to. After small breakfast Jim and I headed back down the trail. Dan would stay a bit longer to fish. His truck was at the closer trailhead 3 miles away. Jim and I decided to again saunter down the trail at a slower pace. Even with a break at the Fall stream campsite we were back to the car by 1pm.