The World's Shortest Hike - Part 2

The dogs and I were walking in the snowy Brasher State Forest (see also Part 1, posted yesterday) and finding the snow much deeper and the walking more difficult that I'd anticipated. I decided to turn back toward the road:

Clover and Fergus went exploring through the small Beech trees, whose golden leaves adorned the top of the white snow:

The forest was beautiful, with giant White Pines, young White Pines and small Beech trees. This was also the area where I find such an abundance of Pink Ladyslippers in bloom each spring:

We were on our way back toward the car:

Seamus smelled something interesting while little Daphne, with her white fur and light brown ears almost disappeared against the white snow and light brown Beech leaves:

Seamus and Jack teamed up for some exploring. They sometimes remind me of Elmer Fudd, hunting for Bugs Bunny. They are dead serious, but I find them comical:

Fergus and Clover were getting tired of plowing their way through the snow:


Jack and Seamus continued to sniff the base of trees:

We hadn't gone far, and our car was easy to spot on the road up ahead. We followed the trail we'd made as we pushed our way through the deep snow, but it was narrow and caused Fergus to have difficulty turning around.. I too found the narrow trail troublesome and almost fell a number of times:

We were almost to the road, and the dogs picked up speed and increased their excitement. They ran on ahead:

The snow bank was so high that the dogs almost disappeared from my sight after they crossed it. It may have been the shortest hike in history, but we all had fun and got some exercise and fresh air: