This flowage created by a dam on the Oswegatchie River has been a destination for more than a century and with the creation of the trail by Five Ponds Partners and the state Department of Environmental Conservation, it can be enjoyed in even more of a backcountry fashion.

The old Sucker Brook Trail from Horseshoe Lake has been a route I have wanted to explore for some time. My past trips to the area have had me only touching the very beginning. After meeting up in Tupper Lake, my buddy Jamie and I started our travels over to the Horseshoe Lake Wild Forest. Route 421 that leads to Horseshoe Lake is not the most desirable of roads to be driving if you want to make good time, but it is a scenic backcountry road nonetheless. Once we crossed the railroad tracks at Horseshoe Station, we started our extended drive along what is called Otter Brook Road by some and Sucker Brook Road by others.

Arriving at the gate, we arranged our packs and set off on our 12-mile adventure. Crossing over a branch of the Grass River was our first picturesque setting. As we proceeded up the trail, it was hard to ignore the fact that it was an old access road to the Cranberry Lake region, but location is everything and this wide trail was still 100% genuine to the senses. The local beavers had been busy all morning, and I wouldn’t be surprised if we spooked them with our rambling conversation. We knew this only because we could see where they had dragged the freshly dropped gray birch trees into the river.

The height-of-land along the trail came and went fast, and I remembered it from an earlier trip as the jumping off location for Sardine Ponds. The descent was gentle but seemingly drawn out as we came to a crossing of drainage and a small beaver pond. Now, Long Tom Mountain stood sentinel above us. A short time later, we arrived at a trail register which noted our arrival to the Cranberry Lake 50, almost exactly 2 miles from the trailhead.

Next we looked forward to seeing Dog Pond; it had been quite a long time since I was back there. Last time was to hike a couple small peaks in 2010. At just over a mile away, I knew it wouldn’t be all that long before we would cast our reflection upon it.

Stepping off the Sucker Brook Trail and onto the CL50, we were off. A small wet section near a tiny creek was the only spot we had to worry about until the pond came about. The trail around the pond has always had a beaver flooding issue, so we figured there might be some rerouting required, or needs to be considered, but what we didn’t expect was a three-tiered beaver flow. With a blue Cranberry Lake 50 marker on a tree in the middle, we concluded this was an issue. We had to go up on the side hill near a lovely waterfall, where we needed to rock-hop across to the other side.

Dog Pond is a true gem of the wild forest, but as much as we relished the idea of remaining there, we wanted to move on to Proulx Clearing. Once there, we found remnants of an old logging village that were scattered about and an old foundation completely grown in by the spruce.

Bear and Dog Pond mountains gave welcome as we soaked in the cool air around us. The clearing is also the start of what is named the Dog Pond Loop.

We continued the CL50, and soon came upon Willy’s Pond and Irish Pond along with views out over the perfect sheets of water toward East Mountain and Bear Mountain.

A short climb of the small knoll would bring us along to Curtis Pond, about 0.7 miles away. Resting on the shore of the pond is not a large campsite area, but it’s one of the best locations for camping I have seen in some time. With a location atop a small ledge overlooking the pond and shadowed by East Mountain, in scenic wonder it was not lacking.

We hiked along the trail passing by the lake looking for an old lean-to type rock formation that created a unique camping spot.

It was now time to make our way back to the trailhead. While still early, we had a schedule to keep, and we needed to be back in Tupper Lake as early as possible. While I don’t care to hike under timetables and restrictions, it is better than not hiking at all.

(Spencer Morrissey is a licensed outdoor guide and author of a few Adirondack adventure books.)