We were on our way back down the trail from the Cathedral Rock fire tower on a beautifully perfect day in the Cranberry Lake Wild Forest. I was happy and the dogs were happy. Fergus trotted down the trail:
The wild blackberries would be ripe soon and it looked to me like there would be a bumper crop:
The wild raspberries were already ripe and I helped myself:
Happy dogs, perfect weather, idyllic forest scenery. Life was good:
Usnea, also known as Old Man's Beard or Treemoss, hung from dead branches along the trail:
There were lots of Tamaracks along the trail, a tree which is a favorite of mine but which I don't often see:
We continued happily along the smooth trail through a canyon of trees:
We never saw another person the whole time we were there, but I insisted the dogs stick close to me in an effort to improve their "trail manners:"
Clover and Daphne were especially keen explorers, investigating everything:
We arrived back at the wetlands area where I noticed the same white flowers which had been blooming back at my place. I still suspect they were Elderberries:
When we got to the water, Seamus walked right in:
The Papillons and I followed him, but Fergus was nervous about the unsteady footing. He was wise to be cautious as I slipped and got my feet soaked. But our car was just ahead and our hike to the Cathedral Rock fire tower was over. But the day was young and there were several hamlets I wanted to explore before driving home. I'll post more about them in days to come:
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