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 May 2005 Back to Table of Contents Back to Archives Main Page Section: Life & Leisure A Visit to the Holler By Sue Freeman The Holler beckoned us one wintry day. Pollywogg Holler is an Eco-Lodge that sits amid the extensive trails of Phillips Creek and Palmers Pond State Forests in Allegany County, New York. It began in the early 1980s as a family project. Owners, Bill and Barbara Castle and their kids spent three summers living in the woods, building the main cabin. They added to the complex, year by year, conscious of their impact on the environment. Their first paying guests were cross-country skiers in 1986. Today they host guests year-round. It’s obvious that you’re headed for a special place the moment you step out of your car. A trail winds through the woods, past sculptures, and across a stream that feeds into an active beaver pond. The trail is dotted with abstract sculptures made from a variety of materials. They are works of art and creativity by local Alfred State College students. If you’re staying overnight you can carry your luggage for 0.2 mile or borrow the wheelbarrow to tote your gear. Pollywogg Holler is a conglomerate of eclectic buildings and lodges. The main lodge is a log cabin that sleeps 5-6 people. It houses the kitchen and a dining table and serves as the community center, especially in winter. Nearby is the wood loft, which as the name implies stores firewood and sleeps 5-6 people in a loft with large windows overlooking the complex. An Indian Teepee and a small building called the “Love Shack” off in the woods, offer additional lodging. Recently Bill added two large ponds for swimming and ice-skating. He plans to build additional lodges near the ponds. We slept in the sauna loft. Before retiring we basked in the sauna, heated by a wood stove. Then we climbed the small planks jutting from the foyer walls to the loft. As starlight lit the stained glass windows, we crawled into an immense pile of quilts and comforters on a mattress. Throughout the night snow dusted our capped heads — blown in through a crack below a stained glass window. But we slept long and warm in our loft cocoon. Around The Holler, the snow was plentiful and we spent our days playing on the winter trails with our snowshoes and skis. Food was a highlight of Pollywogg Holler. Seth and Mike prepared and cooked pizza-to-die-for in an outdoor wood-fired kiln. We huddled around a Purple People Heater, a custom wood stove for keeping people warm outdoors. Bill, his family and his helpers have hand-built everything at Polywogg Holler including the Purple People Heaters, often using recycled materials. The complex derives its power from burning wood, candles, oil lamps, kerosene heaters, skylights, and solar power. Even on a blustery winter day, the main lodge was cozy warm and we enjoyed hot showers. Because of the cold weather, we opted to use the heated rest room with a compost toilet rather than the nature observatory (a.k.a. outhouse). This is luxurious camping after all. We felt at ease in the Holler. It exists in concert with nature, building upon the natural beauty of the land rather than masking it. The people we met were folks who love and respect the outdoors and simple pleasures — our kind of folk. A sense of peace and kinship permeated the place. When you’re ready for a treat, book a visit to Pollywogg Holler. Overnight accommodations with a brick oven baked dinner and breakfast cost $110 per person per night. Plan some days of hiking, bicycling, and warm-weather fun on the extensive trails of Phillips Creek and Palmers Pond State Forests. Before You Visit: See web site www.pollywoggholler.com or call 1-800-291-9668. Maps of Phillips Creek and Palmers Pond State Forests can be found in the guidebook Snow Trails – Cross-country Ski and Snowshoe in Central & Western New York (www.footprintpress.com or 1-800-431-1579). back to top back to table of contents Current Issue | About Forever Young | Where to Find | Advertise | Our Advertisers | Community Calendar | Contest | Clubs | Contact Us | Archives | Home |