The Camp

Some of my other posts have shown the experience of walking the land, making decisions, and some actitivities I've enjoyed. I've not yet actually given a description of the land to put some of the other posts in context.

After wending along country roads northwards until the great northern forests of the Adirondack Park begin, you reach a small village. At the edge of this town lies an unassuming, dirt road, between some houses. One would never know. Never know that over a thousand acres lie just beyond these two houses. Driving in across a long field, we reach a sudden drop which plunges us into deep forest. Herein, we traverse winding rocky sections while others are flat and broad. Some mud here and there, a hill that would challenge any sedan without 4 wheel drive, and some lowlying marshes. After a few unmarked forks in the dirt road (took me a while to remember them), we climb slowly upwards to perhaps 120 feet and catch glimpses of the rest of the forest. Down again for another few minutes until after 2 miles we are in the "subdivision" where our camp lies. We approach from the north and are rewarded by a large open area. This field is actually a cul-de-sac on the survey. To us, it's a field.

Off to our right lies a small dirt road crossing my camp. It's a right of way for  my two neighbors who cannot access the lower parts of their own lots without it. Directly ahead and to the south lies lots 5 and 6, which beginning high, gently slope downwards into deep forest. Pines abound. Eventually the river emerges cradling the southern point of the camp. To the left, eastwards lies lot 4, cause of much late-night reflecting on whether to add it to the camp. It's highland gives way abruptly to a slope marked by some ravines, a lower retention pool, loamy riverbank, and easy moving river. It is to the southwest that, on lot 7, a steady plateau extends eventually to a riverbank some 10 feet above the creek. The views extend well down river and from a bit higher, up river as well. This is to be the site of the cabin. The river along the western land is marked by a width of around 90 feet, with rapid sections, many riffles, and a spectacularly open feel compared to the deep woods.

As I walk the land, maybe this weekend, I'll take photos from each of the lots that are way more descriptive, and maybe more illustrative than any words could be. For now, I've included a aireal perspective below. Don't get lost!

My 30 Acre Camp: Lots 4,5,6,7,8