Camping at Lake Skenonto
On Labor Day weekend, I hiked to Lake Skenonto in Harriman
State Park. Specifically, I went out on Sunday, Sept. 1, after my 2 parish
Masses and came home on Monday afternoon. I asked my longtime camping partner
Fr. Jim about coming, but he’s still having a bad time with one ankle and regretted he couldn't come.
View of the lake from my campsite
There are 2 routes to Lake Skenonto; we usually use the
shorter one, the Victory Trail southward from Kanawauke Rd. (Rte 106). That’s
2.15 miles, then another ¼ mile to where I wanted to camp at the south end of the
lake. Desiring a little more hiking/exercise, I opted for the longer one from
Johnsontown Rd. in Sloatsburg. That follows the White Bar Trail 1.75
miles past the Dutch Doctor Shelter to the Triangle Trail trailhead, where it
makes a sharp left turn and goes about .1 mile to an unmarked short
cut directly to the lake (about .7 mile), on which you cross from Rockland
into Orange County. Otherwise one would pick up the longer Triangle Trail
(1.15 miles) past Lake Sebago with some ascents and descents besides more
trail. My route was 3 miles and took 2 hours with a gain in elevation
from 535'
at the parking lot to 912' at the lake.
There were a lot of cars in the parking lot; some of the
hikers might have been going elsewhere, e.g., to Almost Perpendicular on the Blue
Disc Trail. I hiked a short distance apart from a family of 4 who must
have stopped at Dutch Doctor. There were people already at the
shelter. One woman was solo camping a little before the shelter, where
the Tuxedo-Mt. Ivy Trail crosses the White Bar. After early afternoon
rain, the sky gradually cleared to make a fine evening.
At the lake, the only people I saw were camped on the eastern shore.
In the center, campers on the eastern shore |
The evening dew was quite heavy, compelling me to put the rainfly onto my tent. It was good I did, because the nite got pretty chilly. I felt the chill because I’d brought only a bag liner to sleep in, not a regular sleeping bag (figuring it would be a warmish nite--but it wasn’t). As usual, I tossed and turned a lot. When Mother Nature got me up at 3 o’clock, the stars were impressive.
I got up for real shortly after dawn broke, got my bear bag,
and made breakfast: oatmeal, coffee, a granola bar, some mixed
nuts. After breviary and some reading, I offered Mass on a small, flat
rock. More reading, then down the length of the lake for another
swim. Meanwhile, a lot of day hikers had wandered by my camp without
discerning it thru the underbrush. On the trail up the lake, I met a
young couple departing from their camp, heading home to Brooklyn. Maybe
theirs was one of those cars at Johnsontown Rd. There was a party of 5
day hikers and a dog at the lake access at the north end; the dog was enjoying
some swims, chasing a stick thrown in for her.The lake from its north end
It's not easy to see, but there's a beaver lodge
in the middle of the photo.
Back to camp for lunch (tuna sandwich, Crystal Lite, another granola bar), then packing up. Packing’s always a harder chore than setting up, and it usually takes me a good hour to do it in orderly fashion (more or less), and to double-check the area lest anything be forgotten.
A visitor at my camp--a blue-tailed skink.
I left camp around 1:30 and got back to the car just before 3:00. Google Maps
told me the way home via I-287 was mostly clear, and home I was at 4:20.
Then I got a leftover steak as part of my supper.
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