I'd had a wonderful, adventurous, exhausting trip up to the farm, but the time came to make the long journey home. The dogs and I were traveling south along the Colton/Tupper Lake/Long Lake/Newcomb route when I noticed a small sign designating canoe access to Carry Falls Reservoir. Of course I pulled in to take a look. An earthen dam was right next to the parking area and a bark chip trail led off to the side to access the water. I let the dogs out and we went exploring:
This was perhaps the most deluxe trail I'd ever walked, and yet we again had the entire forest to ourselves:
The only problem was the two small, old dogs. Winky was unusually slow even for him. Wally was unable to see us and I had to keep calling him so he knew where we were. The two of them fell farther and farther behind:
And Wally, following the sound of my voice, soon caught up. The reservoir was huge, but I've since learned that the part we could see is perhaps only 15% of its surface area:
Alas, Wally again began falling seriously behind:
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