Chapter 3, The Red Dot Trail

This final leg of our Red Dot Trail hike took us across what appeared to be a peninsula jutting out into Osgood Pond:

And then the trail turned back toward where we'd begun:

Through the wintry forest, as ornately decorated as a Faberge egg:

And across the bridge we'd passed as we began the hike:

Through snowy hemlocks:

And along the canal once again:

Soon I could see Osgood Pond up ahead and knew we were nearing the trail head:

The dogs hadn't slowed down much. They were still running, playing and sniffing:

Over a small plank bridge which spanned a feeder creek:

And then, just up ahead, was my little red car:

Osgood Pond was looking lovely indeed:

And everyone was happy to see the car and go for a ride. Isn't it funny how everything makes the dogs happy? They are thrilled to hike, and thrilled to stop. Thrilled to get into the car and thrilled to get out of it. I guess that's a large part of the reason they're such good company. In this last photo, Fergus is once again leaping for joy::