[Journal entry for Sept 5, 2014; Lake
Te-Ata, Harriman State Park, New York]. The morning is clear, though rather humid and
hot. I park at hiker’s lot on the north
side of Route 6, just east of the Route 293 intersection. I cross Route 6 and walk east along its
margin as far as the causeway between Lake Massawippa
on the north and Lake Te-Ata on the south. The rush hour traffic is heavy,
noisy and a little intimidating. The
causeway seconds as a dam; the water level is higher in Te-Ata than in Massawippa. I get a
good look down Lake Te-Ata from the causeway.
It’s a long, thin lake, about a half mile long and a few hundred yards
wide. Its surface is mostly open water,
with aquatic plants growing only near the shore. Its shores are wooded, with the western,
which is lit up brightly by the morning sun, being the hillier. Except for one large rock ledge in the
southwest, the woods grow right up to the lakeshore.
I follow an informal trail along the east shore. It winds among trees and Mountain Laurel
bushes, with only occasional openings from which the lake can be viewed. Some of the viewpoints are small rock ledges,
but others are wider grassy areas where, judging from fire rings and litter,
people have picnicked. The trail parallels a paved camp access road, set
further up the hillside, but I avoid the road because of it
proximity to the camp, which is closed to the public.
The trail approaches the camp road at the south end of
the lake. I can see across it, to an
archway over a stream. I walk the
streambed, which is mostly dry, beneath the arch, past a beautiful spray of Cardinal
flowers (Lobelia cardinalis). The archway is part of an old aqueduct, and
though now covered with vines and somewhat dilapidated is nevertheless still in
use. A black plastic pipe runs across its top. I come to what appears to be a
low concrete dam – like a curb stone – a few yards east of the archway. Although the view is blocked by dense brush,
I suspect that Lower Twin Lake lies just beyond, for the ground east of the dam
is bogey.
I walk south, roughly following the aqueduct, until I
have a clear path to Lower Twin Lake.
This lake is immediately east of Te-Ata and somewhat smaller than
it. I stand on a rock at the lake shore,
looking out past water lily towards the open water and am treated to a
beautiful view of the lake and of the surrounding hills. I can see a camp on a point on the east side
of the lake, about halfway along the shore.
I then return to the trail by Lake Te-Ata. Its southern shore seems too straight to be
natural; furthermore, the shore is covered with low vegetation, not trees. However, when I cross it, I notice nothing
overtly build-up. Perhaps it was once a
beach or a clearing for some now-vanished structure.
I then head back along the west shore of the lake. I can find no obvious trail and so bushwhack
among boulders strewn beneath the trees.
Some of these are quite large, reaching four of five feet in
height. One group of boulders, leaning
against one another, creates a small cave.
I sight a couple of White Tail Deer running through the woods. I walk
out onto the large rock ledge that I could see from across the lake. It offers a nice view of the lake, and
especially its south shore. About
halfway up the lakeshore, I encounter a trail that widens into an old woods
road. It brings me back to Route 6, a
hundred yards or so west of the causeway.
By the time I reach my car, my shirt is completely soaked
with sweat; the humidity today has made the hiking tough. I drink a liter of water to rehydrate.
About two hours.