How bad the forest fire once was. This may have been from a 1985 forest fire that burned over 100 acres. You could still smell the burnt wood in the rain in the morning.
Taken on Saturday May 30, 2009 at Tongue Mountains.On Sunday I went hiking out in Columbia County. It was a warm but quite nice morning out. First I parked up by Barrett Pond and hiked up to Beebe Hill. The trail is about a mile long, and then you come up to the Fire Tower after a moderate 300 foot elevation climb.
It was a nice clearing spring day. Excellent views to the west, including Canaan and Chatam from the Fire Tower. Some of the hamlets where blocked by the hills, and the fact that some where not much lower then Beebe Hill. You never are particularly high on the tower, but it’s such a quick walk from the parking lot. The fire tower only tops about just a little ways above the tree line, indeed that’s why they allow you to enter the cabin of fire tower.
Nearby the fire tower there is a lean-to. This would be great to stay at one summer night, probably not on a weekend whne it might be croweded/you have to share it. I can imagine photographing it at sunset/sunrise, and looking out at the stars over the Chatam into the darkness at night. It would be so awesome.
This is my first hike of the year in the Adirondacks. I normally don’t go to the Adirondacks due to the length of the drive from Albany, however I wanted a break from the Catskills. Hadley Mountain has a fire tower on it, and it was a beautiful day out for the hike.
I arrived at the trail head at around 9:30 after a two hour drive from Albany, via. the Bachelorville Bridge and several Saratoga County Roads. It would have been faster to take Route 9N and the Northway, however I wanted to see some of the nearby country.
It was a relatively short hike up the mountain, with a distance of a mile and a half, and an elevation increase of 1,500 feet. Most of the trail was eroded sloping rock face. Admittedly, it was a lot more difficult on the ankles coming down then going up.
Once you arrive up top there is the Fire Tower, some open face worn down to rocks, from use, and a ranger’s cabin. The views are spectacularsome of the best from any Fire Tower around. It would be awesome to visit in the summer when everything is all green and purty.
Spent about an two hour up there, snapping photos and watching the light change. I got a pretty bad sun burn, but it was so nice and sunny out there. It was fun. I returned back to the truck around 3:30 PM.
See more photos from this hike in the Hadley Mountain Photos Series.
Hikers – Trail Head
Blue Line – Hadley Mountain Trail
Flag – Hadley Mountain Fire Tower
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Ranger Station taken from the Hunter Mountain Firetower. It's totally boarded up. No camping is allowed up top of mountain, because over 3500. The tower is at about 4000 feet, the peak is 4040 elevation.
Taken on Sunday April 12, 2009 at Hunter Mountain.It amazes me how much trouble adults have building fires for cooking or campfires. I spent much of my younger years building campfires for Boy Scouts, and often build fires when camping, so I guess I have more experience then many others. Let me suggest a few tips.
Ideally you should have enough firewood for your whole camp or cooking fire before you start out. Most important is to have plenty of small wood, tinder, the size of a match stick or smaller, along with kindling, which is slightly larger, the size of small branches, before you light your first match.
Make sure to have the wood, particularly the tinder and kindling within easy reach. You don’t want to run out of wood when your building your fire, as it will likely go out when your search for more wood, particularly in the first critical minutes of your campfire.
The second biggest mistake when starting a fire is to try to add too much wood at once. It might look purty to build a teepee out of kindling on top of your pile of tinder, but it totally unnecessary and probably will lead your too small of pile of tinder to burn out without igniting the kindling. This mistake is probably the most common in fire building.
There is nothing wrong with starting with a big pile of tinder at first, with nothing bigger on it. If your kindling is wet, then you might want to a few amply spaced pieces over a big pile of tinder to help dry it out, but be careful not to put too much on it.
Once you have gotten the tinder burning sufficiently, then start by adding kindling slowly to the fire. Assuming it is not wet, it should ignite relatively easily. Make sure to keep plenty of tinder burning, do not let it go out while you add kindling.
When your adding kindling, the tinder fire should be flashy and have plenty of tinder to be burning. If the tinder is burning out before or while you are first adding the kindling, the fire is going to go out. Fires at the tinder stage are delicate beasts, you have to constantly maintain them. Once the kindling is burning well, one can add fuel wood relatively easily, just making sure the kindling doesn’t burn out in the process.
Wet wood will burn, but it will require a lot more heat from the fire to burn, and will take longer. Drier woods with sap like white pine will burn quickly, hardwoods will burn slower and hotter, and punky wood (rotted) will burn slower and cooler. These are facts one should consider when building a fire.
Teepee fires are ideal for campfires where you want lots of light and quick combustion of wood. Log cabin-style fires, and criss-cross fires are better for heat and coals when cooking. Regardless of the style of fire you choose to build, you will get best results if you don’t start laying the fire out in the style you desire until you start burning fuel wood.
There are some who want to replace single use plastics with single use aluminum or glass containers, noting the greater recycablity of both materials. But I think it’s a bad idea:
I was listening to Joni mitchell this evening as I wandered around Bender Mellon Farm Preserve as the sunset.
But it don’t snow here
It stays pretty green
I’m going to make a lot of money
Then I’m going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
I was reminded of that Christmas Eve almost a year ago I spent alone at the State Horse Camp. I was on a pre-Christmas at Stoney Pond and then Charles Baker State Forest, riding road and camping, ended up staying through the day after Christmas due to my parents being sick and quarantining. I roasted chestnuts and cranberries on the fire and listened to Joni Mitchell’s River song among other Christmas music.
Spending Christmas alone at a State Horse Camp without presents to open, just cool cloudy and long evenings alone sounds kind of depressing. But I liked the serenity of it all, the time alone spent with nobody but myself as a few snow flurries flittered around, as I enjoyed Greek yogurt with chestnuts and other holiday nuts roasted on the fire along with cranberries. In the cold of the night, the darkest time of the year as we celebrate Christ’s birth.
I am struck by the lyrics, “I’m going to make a lot of money, then I’m going to quit this crazy scene.” I love being out in a place like Madison County, the deep rural yet I am stuck here in Albany except when I can get away on a crazy cold evening like that weekend in the deep rural as I heard the cows moo and the coyotes call out in the distance. I keep almost craving homelessness, the simplicity of being a traveler. At the same time, I think about buying some land and making a tent my permanent home, assuming the government workers in some rural township within commuting distance to Albany would permit such an unconventional way of living. Or maybe just a hammock, traveling from place to place, living on the street. That said, I really want to get away from the city. It’s not the cannabis that has me thinking this way but the podcast I was listening to about preparing for homelessness. It’s a silly way to think when I’m a hard working director.
The vinyl siding, carpeting, drywall and central heating does nothing for me. I crave the mountains and the small towns like I was in as I camped at the State Horse Camp last Christmas. Away from the endless lines of code, data dumps and the garbage dumps and the pollution. Places that tap into my soul and give me a feeling I so lack in Albany while I try to keep my head afloat, survive and make the best of my life in the very problematic world that I currently live in.