The Rutland Trail At Finigan Road - Part 2

I had all five dogs on the Rutland Nature Trail (see Part 1, yesterday) and we'd almost reached the bridge. I could see it just ahead:

The dogs broke into a run to reach the bridge but I hollered for them to come back to me - and to my surprise, they did:

This well constructed bridge must have formerly held the weight of the railroad trains:

The scene looked a bit magical as we crossed over Trout Brook:

I looked to the north at Trout Brook and could see the massive stone bridge abutments, built many years ago for the railroad:

We continued walking for a while, but soon turned around and began heading back to the car:

Having used up some of their excess energy, the dogs were much less inclined to run ahead on the way back:

They may have been less inclined to run, but they were more inclined to stop and sniff everything:

The Spring Peepers were silent and I concluded that their season was over for the year:

And the scenery was altogether pleasant, with wetlands on both sides of the road:

Fergus often doesn't photograph well, but I captured him this time, apparently deep in thought and looking good:

Fascinating smells everywhere. I saw what looked like coyote poop and wondered if the dogs knew what type of animal they were smelling. When we neared the road and our parked car, I told the dogs to heel. Alas, Jack had no idea what that meant, so I called him back, hooked on his leash and gave him his first lesson: