Ann Lee Pond is Colonie’s forgotten park, the older and neglected sister to The Crossings. It lacks the profitable pavilions and picnic grounds, the paved paths and playgrounds. It’s just a tangle of barely-mowed trails surrounding a pond.
This building has been closed as long as I’ve been going there. Boat house? Snack bar? No one seems to remember.
The crazy bridge that’s gotten more crooked after every winter is finally closed.
It’s still a nice place for a quiet walk (except for the constant drone of planes from Albany Airport). The pond hosts families of Wood Ducks and Pied-billed Grebes. Herons stalk the shore while in summer Cedar Waxwings hawk for flies. I’ve seen good counts of spring migrants before the foliage gets too thick. I think all the town does there is mow, though, and they have allowed some paths to grow over completely.
But watch your step!
If those fallen trees look familiar, it’s because they’re the ones I fell and broke my shoulder on. And almost two years later they still haven’t been removed from the path.