White Hill Road - Part 2

I'd been prevented from hiking in White Hill Wild Forest by the snow which persisted on the access road. So instead, I decided to take a driving tour of White Hill Road, which had an abundance of camps, cottages and cabins, as well as lots of woodsy scenery. This cabin was still rather buried in snow despite the springlike temperatures and late April date:

And I was amazed to discover the Cedar Lodge Bar & Grill. Like almost all the camps, it appeared to be closed for the winter, but it was evidence that this might be a rather lively place in the summertime. I'll have to take another drive on this road to find out:

I passed by a logging operation:

And a nice red cottage which had gotten lucky during a recent winter storm. A big tree had come down, narrowly missing the building:

Kelly's Old Homestead Bar & Lounge. I don't think this was a bar, but someone's summer cottage and they nailed up the sign as a bit of whimsey. Perhaps the owners were named Kelly:

A small trailer turned into a camp:

Adirondack siding, metal roof and lots of windows:

I think this place was a year round residence. Clearly, there are folks who like rural living and solitude even more than I do, folks who aren't afraid of wild, rugged winters atop a mountain:

A cute little place with a front porch:

And this place, covered with board and batten siding:

This place, though small, may also have been a year round residence, at least judging by the extra large propane tank and satellite dish. White Hill Road was certainly proving to be interesting, so I kept driving and snapping photos. I'll post Part 3 tomorrow:

White Hill Road - Part 1

As I posted yesterday, we were on our way to the White Hill Wild Forest in Parishville, New York for a springtime hike. But alas, the seasonal road was still covered with too much snow and ice for me to get my car through. As I turned around, though, I noticed that White Hill Road had a lot of small cottages, or "camps," which were picturesque and a perfect subject for a driving tour:

I hadn't realized that White Hill Road was a long as it turned out to be, but I discovered many miles of scenic forest and cute summer cottages. This one, clearly, had begun as a travel trailer and been added to over the years:

This place was fancier and had a garage. It may indeed have been a permanent residence. Power lines brought modern life the entire length of that extremely rural, woodsy road:

Another cute little camp, built around a travel trailer and nestled beneath the trees:

A more traditional structure with a steel roof:

And a rather fancy looking log home. Perhaps this also was a year round residence. I couldn't tell. Either way, they sure had a scenic location:

This was the most common sort of camp - a small, rectangular building on blocks and surrounded by trees:

A cute little place with tree trunk pillars and Christmas lights:

And a real, honest to goodness, chinked log cabin beneath giant White Pines:

Another possible year 'round residence with coiled water hose and porthole style windows:

This attractive green cottage was boarded up for the winter. But there was still a lot more to see on White Hill Road, so I kept driving. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow: