Very green through the area, and everything growing thick making it hard to bushwack through the non-path areas. The raccoons climb higher into the trees, silently hugging the tall branches. They stare at me until I leave. On one of the smaller lakes, I see Trumpet Swans far in the distance. I pass on hiking through the marsh to get closer.
I also walk west to Crow River, walk a few feet in. Particularly cold and sweet to drink. A canoe launch is here – will have to investigate further how far down you can go.
Hike: 9.2 miles, easy terrain. 10-for-10 caches.
At some point on the small hill that I walked this morning, a water tower was demolished. A sturdier, safer tower was build a few hundred yards away, and the dirt moved to place that new tower was used to bury the first.
That was the story I read, and I ventured around to see some older buildings and the link. However, with the snow cover, it was hard to see much for sure.
So I walked the paths, followed the animals tracks, ate some of the snow.
A small trail along the Delaware River with a bunch of abandoned piers. Some of them falling apart to the point where I could climb around, see through, etc. Some of them were probably meant to be green parks, but have fallen away.
There is a certain love for urban exploration. There is always a love of seeing things you have never seen.
running through leaves, sweeping them in piles for others to come …
Fall colors are changing, the wind still warm and soft. I pass on most of the trails, find some trees to climb. A limb to rest against and doze.
Some quick shots taken during this weekends road trip …