The trail is about a mile, maybe a mile and a quarter, long and the first half had been cleared out in March. Because the trail's been unused for nearly 15 years, there's all sorts of undergrowth that needs to snipped away from the trail, not to mention a slew of fallen trees (from a windstorm and a forest fire) that need to chainsawed off the path. Believe it or not, the picture below is of the cleared path:
|There might be a little work to do yet . . . .|
I always get swamping duty because I can't be trusted with chainsaws and I actually really enjoy grabbing bits of charred tree truck and hurling them off the trail. There's such visceral satisfaction in taking a hiking path that's all tangled up with deadfall and undergrowth and making it passable.
No matter what the path looks like getting there, there's always one heck of a view at the end of the path.
It's still too early for wildflowers to be popping out, so I contented myself with taking some pictures of lichen.
As we stomped back through the woods, chainsaws on our shoulders, backpacks filled with empty waterbottles and cookie bags, we found a moose hiding out in the brush. Can you spot her?
I'll be popping in and out during the week as time allows and I have a guest post or two for you to enjoy during my absence. Have a great week!