Madawaska Pond, Part 3

The dogs and I had walked the trail alongside Madawaska Pond all the way to the dam and had turned back toward the trail head. This was only a side trip on our way to a mountain hike but I was sure glad we'd done it and sure planned to return as soon as possible. Just look at that magnificent scenery!:

Madawaska Pond shimmered in the morning sun, the birds sang, the Hemlocks filled the air with perfume, the black flies were not out yet for the day:

Clover and Daphne bounced down to the water's edge whenever the trail brought us close enough:

Partridgeberries bore scarlet fruit all around my feet:

The dogs were slowing down a bit by that point, and I snapped a photo of them walking placidly beneath the tall trees. At that point all seemed right with the world:

Daphne climbed up onto the roots of a fallen tree:

The trail was short and in no time at all my red car appeared. There were still no other cars or other people. We'd had all of Madawaska Pond to ourselves:

I loaded up the dogs and began the 5.9 mile trip back out to the highway:

The camps near the trail head had neither electricity or plumbing. Outhouses were the way it was done:

And the scenery continued to be beautiful as we drove back toward the highway, with Adirondack mountains seen through Cherries in bloom:

Stunning, is it not?:

As you can see, the 5.9 mile drive was nearly as wonderful as the hike to Madawaska Pond. But this had been only a preliminary event. We were on our way to hike Coney Mountain near the town of Tupper Lake. But I'll post about that tomorrow: