Land Of The Lost

York Lake, NY

'Twas gorgeous, yesterday, so I switched up Shotgun Day and rode off in a different direction with Joe. Just past Barryville, we found the very remote York Lake. Not realizing there were three entrances to this gated community, we were lost for about an hour before ultimately landing at the new construction.

Ahem. Taking Care Of Business??

Very interesting. With a five-acre minimum on land purchases, privacy is guaranteed. We learned that development came to a standstill, during this dramatic recession. Most summer residents had purchased land and built mini-mansions at the height of the economy. One such house has a pro tennis court, full basketball court and badminton court in its backyard, which is actually roadside when by the water.
I can only imagine what the lakeside front yard looks like! Sadly, many homes are in foreclosure, with values a fraction of original expenditures. But if you're looking for solitude, go no further.

Crossing The Delaware

Funny thing is, as we pulled out of the development, we were flagged down by two women. They, too, found themselves confused in their destination search. The driver dubbed the area "…beautiful, but like the land of the lost." Hilarious. Really. It is like the land of the lost!! Just check out the barrenness, as we crossed the Delaware to check out Shohola, PA, where we once dined at a fabulous French restaurant. Vinton's. Gourmet. Now, you can count buildings that remain, but only because they've yet to crumble from neglect. So sad.

Hawk's Nest

Back across the bridge and into our home state, we hit the ever-intriguing Hawk's Nest road that twists and turns around the river.
It seems as though all paths lead to Port, where we stopped for a late lunch and visited our favorite florist. Gary's springtime pansies and gorgeous Goldens greeted us. My portico ferns are ready and waiting… another month, maybe?

Gary's Gorgeous Goldens

On the way home and in keeping with the theme of the day, we found the location for an anticipated new resort development in neighboring Forestburgh. Could it be more appropriately named, for this post? Thing is, we traveled down newly cut muddy roads but never did find the water. Right in our backyard, so to speak, and yet amazingly isolated. Who's gonna live on Lost?

Land Of The Lost