Funny how often we tend to think of winter as dark and dreary (ok so technically speaking it is still fall!). Spend a little time outside and you discover that it's not. So many of my former coworkers in cubicle hell, used to whine and complain about this time of year, when we have that lovely little change of the clocks. There's this general groan about losing the light and not seeing it again for ages etc. Well, for me the cure is get OUTSIDE!
Today we headed out for nearly the last section of the Batona Trail. We still need to add the first leg, but as I've already hiked that several times, it's old territory. Today's vistas are new, foreign ground, freshly trodden. This leg began at the Ranger station of Bass River State Park and ended at Evans Bridge.
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| Pine Barrens...maybe not so barren... |
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| Bridge near the start of the Batona Trail |
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| Deer print...my boot toe in the lower left. |
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| Tracking hikers! |
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| Some where out in the Pines.... |
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| What the kids used to call iced tea water. |
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| Kiva trying hard to tell us thru is faster than around! |
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| Mid November picnic! |
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| More cedar water. |
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| Fairy path! |
Final distance for Sunday was around 9.5 miles. As always longer than we anticipated, but for the views this time..worth every footstep.
There was one picture that failed to come out at all, and that was from the very early part of the morning. There is apparently a lake down in the vicinity called of all things Pilgrim Lake. Ironically, another blogging friend had a similar experience this past week end, half a world away. She went out to walk and stumbled to Pelegrini (aka Pilgrim) Road, some place near that called Spanish Steps, all the while listening to her radio, with a DJ named, Michael Pilgrim! Wow!
Do you sometimes get that feeling the universe is trying to tell you something?
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