Cranberry Lake - Recreation and Points of Interest

Recreation and Points of Interest

A peninsula jutting into the lake from the north contains Bear Mountain and state camping facilities. One end of the Bear Mountain Trail leaves from campsite loop 3. The other end, a trail head with plenty of good parking, is located much closer to the campground entrance. The hike is fairly rigorous, but from start to the top it is only about 1-mile (1.6 km). The lookout spot near the top provides a great view to the south and south west, mainly of Joe Indian and Buck islands.

There are several private camps on the lake's southern shore, including on a piece of land called, "Chair Rock". A large rock on Barber Point near the Biological Station bears an engraved memorial for Reuben Wood, designer of fishing flies. There also exists a large camp setting called Wildcliff Lodge (formerly "Hoppies" and then "Verns") that used to have an inn, bar and restaurant. The dining room was actually the former one room log cabin of hermit, "Philo Scott" of Big Deer Pond. It is now closed. Chair Rock Lodge was another popular dining and lodging establishment on the South Shore. It, too, is closed.

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