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. 

Car camping and big mile days

 Met Cold River Bob in the Moose River Plains at site 90 near the trail to Beaver Lake. We spent the day setting up and taking a short walk to check out the river for Bob's potential paddle the next day. After dinner and a campfire we both retired. The next day I drove to the Brooktrout trailhead and hiked 14 miles to meet Dan at the Spruce Lake lean-to. He had left his bear bag rope at home and would be in the wilderness for two weeks. Two miles from the lean-to it began to rain. It did not subside until sometime in the middle of the night. Dan was at the lean-to when I arrived around 3pm. I set up my sleeping gear in the lean-to and he told me stories about his summer adventures including having to depart Quetico due to the forest fires. We both had no-cook dinners and went to bed. Along with the rain was significant winds. The wind did a great job of drying out the forest after the rain ended.

In the morning I cooked up bratwurst for us both for breakfast. We made plans to meet up again at the same lean-to in 5 days. I would bring him a days worth of food resupply so he would not have to leave before I got there. I also told him of a large can of chili at another lean-to I knew was on his route. We hiked together for the first five miles. With him carrying his full pack + canoe it was the only time he was ever slower than me. At the West Canada Creek lean-to, we had lunch and he pushed off into thd creek towards Mud Lake while I continued on trail back to my car.

I returned to Bob's site at 4:30 and cooked dinner. He had just finished his when I returned. We had another campfire and had an early start heading home the next day. A lot of fall fungus on the trail after the rains.

More miles on the FLT w/Shannon

 Map 9, mostly. Access point 1 to AP7, just under 14 miles. 

Met Shannon at the end of Hopkins Rd about a mile away from where I stayed a few weeks ago. I dropped off a couple water jugs at road crossings anticipating dry conditions as before. We drove to AP1 on Slader Creek Rd. After a little back&forth on the road and reading the trail description we eventually found the trailhead. Heading south on private land across Slader Creek (almost completely dry), we made our way to Slader Creek State Forest. The trail was kind of slick with loose silty mud covered rocks. A lot of roots, not easy walking. At times the trail would become a joy through piney forests, but most of it was a chore. We stopped often for breaks and to consult the map. One stop was at a campsite near a pond. The site was nice, the pond was not easy water access. Nor would I use it if I could help it. A longer break here for a late lunch. A short bit on the dirt forest road. Passed by a car we figured was another hiker, but it was a hundred or more yards from the trailhead. Later we would pass by a couple who were out hiking and exploring. Possibly their car.

By mid afternoon we were walking the road towards the first water cache. The roar of off road vehicles and accompanying dust trail was ahead. Appeared to be a trail ride on the dirt rd through the forest. We stopped as each new bubble of vehicles came by us, riders slowed and waved. We filled up our water bottles sbd I clipped the empty jug to my pack so I could go straight home instead of drving to the cache spots to retrieve empty jugs. We have about a half mile to our campsite, the Bully Hill lean-to. It sits about halfway up the 500 foot climb ahead of us. The trail was a gentle slope up to the lean-to nestled near the confluence of two streams. There was a little water in the streams but we were glad to have carried in our own. 

Set up camp and made a smudge fire as the mosquitos were active. Later Shannon made dinner, I had the second half of my lunch sandwich. Early bedtime, not long after hiker midnite. 7.4 miles for the day.

Rain came over night. Quite heavy at times. I was up at my usual time, Shannon slept in longer. Cool morning, would make for easier hiking compared to the almost 80degrees and sun of yesterday. We packed up and were back on trail a little after 9. We started with the rest of the climb to the next forest access road crossing where I stashed the second gallon of water. We refilled our bottles and I stowed the empty jug in my pack. Today would have a big drop in elevation followed by the same climb then finally dropping again to our awaiting car. The trail now was on boardwalks through a wet section. Slow walking so not to slip off. A small climb out and into some nice piney woods. Crossed some old lanes and more forest roads. A really nice section paralleling both the forest road and the creek on a long slow descent. 

Passed a decent campsite which would allow for easy access from the forest rd. At the next rd crossing, the roads did not appear in the map, but the trail markers showed the way, then the trail followed the dirt road for a bit. A big climb ahead. A few patters of rain so we put the rain covers on our packs in preparation. Slow climbing but not arduous. Rain never materialized. A trail runner passed us by going the other way at the next road crossing. The last one before we begin our final descent. The trail up on this higher section was beautiful. Not long until the edge of the state forest and the private land, criss-crossed with old lanes. Still very pretty woods. As we emerged from the woods a nice view of the valley was ahead. We would now head down a grassy lane lined with old apple trees and filling in with tall weeds and wildflowers for a little more than half a mile. Then another half on the road to our car. 6.4 miles from where we began this morning.

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