Monday, August 24, 2026

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.




Thursday, August 20, 2026

Adirondack Paddling w/Emily

Indian Lake area Aug 3-6

Paddled: Indian Lake, Adirondack Lake, Lewey Lake, Henderson Lake, Lake Abanake










Tupper Lake area Aug 12-14

Paddled Simon Pond, Tupper Lake, Follensby Clear Pond, Raquette River, Saranac River, Lower Saranac Lake








Elk Lake Aug 17-19












Long Lake


Sunday, August 9, 2026

Quick overnight on the FLT

 With a few days between our mini Adirondack paddling vacations I took off to check off a lean-to along the Finger Lakes Trail.

Thd trail began at a nice parking area just east of route 86. After a short walk through the grass I came to the tunnel which passes underneath route 86. After the tunnel, the trail gained elevation quickly; about 1000' in less than a mile. There are two lean-tos in the area. I passed by the turn-off for the "new" lean-to and continued uphill to the older one right on the trail.



It was hot and humid, and elevation sapped my energy quickly. I brought extra water not knowing availability here. Good thing as the drainage off the hill was silty mud. A couple puddles could be found to dip in my bandana, but not a water source. Clear open oak woods with a grassy understory.

Huge storm came through in the early part of the night. Some boomers in the distance but lit up the woods outside of the lean-to. A lot of rain.

I will need to come back to sleep in the other lean-to. Likely when I hike the section through here.





Friday, August 7, 2026

NPT ReRoute

 With a few days to spend, I headed back into the West Canadas to witness the finishing of the reroute from last week. Jaime was heading in on Tuesday and I would go in on Wednesday. The trail crew from Tahawus Trails! have been finishing the stone work to support the newly cut trail. 

I arrived at the Brooktrout trailhead just as the sky opened up. I put on my raingear and headed up the trail. The last time on this trail was with Jeff quite a few years ago. It was a hot weekend, close to 100. I recall the trail seems uphill both ways. At least it feels that way. About 10 minutes in, an odd pain in my left calf. The pain migrated to my shin. It progressively got worse. I slowed down. Even took some breaks. The breaks helped, but the pain would return. At times it was intense. Not sure what to make of it. Tendonitis from overuse the past week? Or the rocky uphill?  I was going slow, and taking many breaks. I would give myself to Falls Pond junction and reassess. Ot has been an hour since I started, and I barely covered two miles. A short break and I would move again. 

I crossed the open rock areas which side trails to Deep and Wolf Lakes eminated. A trail sign gave me mileage to Brooktrout and West. Farther than I remembered. At this point I was committed to at least get to Brooktrout. The trail got more and more grown in. The cool waterfall which gavd Jeff anx I temperature respite seemed less spectacular than I recalled in my memory. A couple washouts on the drainages required a work around. The trail crew had already created the path. At some point the shin pain disappeared. Not sure what it was all about. The rain also subsided, but the brushy trail would continue to wet me down. I had taken off my rain jacket early on as it was too hot.

Almost missed the turn on the trail and headed down a herd path for 15 yards. I think thd path would have intersected the main trail had I pressed on. Brooktrout was soon in view, but I still had the up & down trail to get to the eastern shore. At the lean-to I took a slightly longer break. I still had a few miles to go. Ate my lunch. The trail from here to West is more familiar as I came to Brookttout from thd French Louie Loop 2 years ago (I think). It was raining then too.

The trail is mostly level to West Lake, then it follows the north shore to the eastern side where Jaime and the trail crew were camped. I passed by some more familiar features which reminded me of my previous exploration here. Still more to do. As I approached the West Lake lean-to the faint smell of campfire let me know I was close. I have not seen the new lean-to location since it was moved last year. 

At the lean-to was Nisha and Coughler. Jaime mentioned to them I might be arriving. The crew had all their packs and gear scattered jn the shelter. They had their tents set up nearby so I could crash in the lean-to later. 

I set down my pack and headed to where the crew was working. I filmed a large chunk of the new trail with focus on the stone benching and steps. The crew did a great job. The trail was slick with fresh mud. About halfway I came to a few more crew members, Rachel, Jay, and Sophie. I asked if they would pose for a photo.


Jaime and Kevin were at the other end brushing in the now closed section of trail and putting up the new trail signs. As I was talking with the trio Kevin and Jaime joined us. I went with Jaime to put up the final signage on this end. I carried the wooden sign for her as she nailed up trail markers. Jaime's father was a forest ranger in these parts back in the 70s. He would be so proud of Jaime and her accomplishments here.

Jaime brushed in the old trail. I moved a branch or two, but could hardly refer to it as helping. It was all her. I filmed Jaime hanging the final sign to mark the "official opening of the reroute". We had joked about a ribbon cutting using flagging tape and a trail saw. 



https://youtube.com/shorts/-4OPFRqPpLE?is=l-X_9gW5mPGimMEs

On the way back to the lean-to, Jaime would put up the last markers for this direction. Most of the crew was back. One, either Jay or Kevin was doing a bit more work on the reroute; smoothing out mud I think.

Back at the lean-to the crew cleaned up themselves and the tools. Dinner, games snd conversation ensued. After Nisha and Kevin headed off to bed, I took over Nishas spot in the game of pitch. Rachel and I mounted a comeback, but Jay & Jaime's lead was too much to overcome. Everyone eventually made their way to their tents as I set up my pad and quilt. I was asleep before I knew it.

I was awake early but tried to sleep in. Some of the crew were trying to stay quiet as they readied breakfast, or packed gear. I think they were trying to let me sleep not knowing I was already up. Soon camp was abuzz of stoves and coffee. The crew would be heading out. I still was not sure of my plans. I was going to let the weather dictate. 

The crew shoved off with all their gear and tools on a makeshift catamaran built by Sophie with Nishas help. I would leave an hour or so later towards Brooktrout to spend the night there.

In the early afternoon after I arrived at Brooktrout the sky cleared and it became a wonderful day. At one point a brief rain shower interrupted the sunshine for a few minutes. A nice evening came and went. I slept well again. I think it rained a bit more over night.

The hike out, again uphill, went much quicker without the leg pain slowing me down. I also waited until later morning to give the trail a chance to dry out some; at least the trees and side brush. 

https://youtu.be/i2VZxxL6N_o?is=tOFmkUGe-SuL-M0R