A while ago, Paul told me that the Frost Valley YMCA is a hidden treasure up in the Catskill State Park. I wanted to see for myself, so I annoyed Laura into joining me for a car ride at about 6:30PM on Sunday. The weather was a little iffy, but I was gung ho because there would be enough light for us to get there and back.
We headed up Rt.52 into Ellenville, NY and made a right on Rt.209 North. After a few miles, right before Napanoch, NY, we made a left onto Rt.55 West, towards Grahamsville, NY. I didn’t really know what was up in this area, but on the way, I did recognize a lot of names I have heard on the radio…you know, when callers dial in and tell the DJ where they are from. Boy, some of them are really out there.
Continuing on Rt.55, we arrived at the Rondout Reservoir Area. This is a pretty huge reservoir, so I handed the camera to Laura to grab some pictures.
You can see the clouds in the photos. Those were from Tropical Storm Barry.
As we continued on a pretty scenic road, we passed the end of the reservoir and the intersection with Rt.55A into Grahamsville. Grahamsville is a very small town, with a police department, a cemetary and a school. There are also a few houses, but the town was very quiet. It’s nice to listen to nothing for once. Also, there was a great looking wooden bridge that we grabbed a photo of.
I think this sign says, “Welcome to Grahamsville, Home of the Little World’s Fair.” I am not sure what that means and people were probably wondering why I was taking a photo of it.
Well, we were supposed to take a right onto Rt.19, but since there was no sign for it on rt.52, we blew right by it. We started down a hill and I saw another reservoir coming up and I began to think we were heading in the wrong direction. Yup, straight ahead was the Neversink Reservoir. I remember that feature on the map I looked at before we left. Oh well…I suppose this day wasn’t right for us to visit Frost Valley. I kind of didn’t want to visit on a rainy day anyway. We turned around and headed back.
On the way back, we decided to head South on Rt.209 towards the Nevele Grande Resort & Country Club. We see a nice view of the golf course when we cross over the ridge. We pulled down the road and headed towards the parking lot, when we saw a gate that you had to stop at to get in. Of course, we turned around and headed home. We didn’t feel like explaining why we wanted to get in to the resort to some security guard.
See, that’s why I called this post an “Almost” trip to Frost Valley.