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Cabin Trail, Waywayanda State Park
July 18, 2020.
You can tell it’s summer in New Jersey. Know how I know? The heat! Whew! It’s a hot one out there! Good for me, though: I don’t mind hiking in the heat and humidity (when I’m well prepared with plenty of water), but most people do… which means the trails were noticeably empty this weekend. Very few people seem to know about the parking for the southern section of trails located on the western edge of Waywaywanda off Sheppard Road, and today was proof in the pudding! Only one other car, and I only saw two other hikers (who didn’t notice me at all). It was midday on Saturday, so I’d say that’s pretty perfect hiking!
ANYWAY! Enough about me, and more about the Cabin Trail, which is a marked trail in Waywayanda State Park, but turns into an unmarked woods road once it passes into Pequannock-Newark Watershed. This area is fascinating and full of history! But let’s start with it’s modern day features. Cabin Trail is a wide woods road with deep ruts that presumably is still used for access to the Tennessee Gas Pipeline that lines within it (more on that later, also fascinating). The trail has virtually no elevation to speak of, and what it does have are long, mild straight inclines. It’s a bumpy, rocky walk through the woods and in summer should probably be renamed to “Buggin’ Trail” because of the pesky persistence of it’s flying inhabitants who seem to think that you are the smorgasbord they’ve been searching for their whole life (read as: wear bug repellent or bring a bug net).
Historically, Cabin Trail is very interesting but in modern day, it’s just another trail. I’ve hiked here in both winter and summer and you really can’t see the settlement ruins other than the long rock fences. Everyone keeps talking about the schoolhouse ruins, but I was unable to locate any such thing. If you have been following me for awhile, you’ll remember my hike of the Tombstone trail in Waywayanda. Tombstone is an unmarked trail that leads to a very old cemetery with the most prominent resident being William Utter. Tombstone trail is only a short walk down the pipeline hill to Cabin trail, and perhaps from above one could find the schoolhouse ruins in the winter, but when the forest is overgrown and thick, it’s tough to see anything! All of this was part of the Cherry Ridge settlement, which was a popular summer destination for New Yorkers in the early 1900’s. If you’re interested in the Cherry Ridge Settlement history, click on the “Explore it” link above, and be sure to check out my Waywayanda State Park gallery for images of cemetery on Tombstone trail (near the end of the “Central Section” photo gallery - you can’t miss it).
As I hiked out of Waywayanda into Pequannock-Newark Watershed, the trail was not as well traveled, unmarked and not much to speak of. What made me turn around early (my original plan was to hike to the junction at Cannistear Road and back) were gunshots. I didn’t know coming into the hike that the Association of New Jersey Rifle & Pistol Club resides on a small patch of private land within the watershed, and as we walked closer, The Dog became increasingly more nervous. Rather than upset The Dog more, I decided to turn back. My plan is to return and hike in the winter/early spring months when the trees are bare. Maybe then I’ll be able to find the schoolhouse ruins and share my discovery with you!
The Tennessee Gas Pipeline (I’m a little fuzzy on the ownership details) has it’s own unique story in New Jersey. You’ll find it stretching through most State Park land in an west-east pattern, marked by swaths of deforested hills and dales among dense growth. If you are hiking in an area that has lengthy woods roads, you can guess that a pipeline is nearby. The pipelines transport natural gas to New York, New Jersey, and West Virginia from Texas, Louisiana, Kentucky, Arkansas, Mississippi, Alabama, Tennessee, Ohio and Pennsylvania.
All in all, this was an enjoyable walk full of life: from the flight of a zillion tiny mosquitoes and the quick leap of a green frog, to the ruins of a healthy historical past, and the economic present of a pipe moving natural gas across thousands of miles.