Lucille the dog and I have been fortunate for over thirteen years to walk a lovely woods across the street from our house.
It’s small…perhaps 60 acres…but amazingly diverse and interesting.
It’s also beautiful.
The woods exist because of the conservation effort of a neighbor.
Our favorite trail starts in a pine uplands with scattered large boulders. Some of the boulders are glacial aggregates – locally known as puddin’ stones.
Mixed in with the pine are maples and a few oaks giving the trails a nice bed of leaves in the late fall.
We go up a short hill to where the trail flattens and wanders. It is distant from roads, so you get pristine quiet.
There is a fork …and the more interesting trail is to our right (Lucille knows all of this!).
We quickly go down into a wetland woods of bush and small immature trees.
The trail narrows to just walking width and traverses several small waterways…all of which are walkable on stones.
Immediately you feel deep in the woods. The trail darkens and you are constantly brushing against vegetation.
The wetlands have some small fern forests and several vegetation ‘tunnels’.
After fifteen minutes or so you turn right and walk along the Palmer River (a small stream).
A large log of perhaps ten feet goes over a waterway. Lucille finds it easier than I – the advantage of four feet.
The River pools on the other side of the log and gives an opportunity for a wade/swim in good weather.
In ten minutes we’re on the exit trail through another pine woods abutting a pond.
She and I have done this for a long time.
It is as interesting today as it was fourteen years ago.