Redwater Brook Trail - Part 3

I was hiking with the dogs in Brasher State Forest (see also previous two posts), but we turned around when we came to private land:

Headed back toward our parked car, the dogs were surprisingly well behaved and stayed close to me without my having to holler at them:

When we neared the trail head, I noticed another grove of tall White Pines, so we went exploring one more time:

I could see evidence that there were other trails here once, but they didn't go far, and a few minutes of walking always ended in the trail disappearing:

So we got back on the main trail. It was scenic and easy walking, so I had no complaints:

Clover, Jack and Fergus thought they smelled something interesting, but then that was the end of it:

Even Jack, who usually never stops running, began to slow down. Old Seamus fell behind and we had to wait for him to catch up to us:

Another pine grove, another excursion off the trail and opportunity for the little dogs to run. You can see how it might be difficult for me to keep track of four dogs running full speed in different directions and one dog lagging behind:

But they were good dogs and we had fun:

Seamus arrived in the pine grove to join us:

But our hike was almost over when we arrived back at the bridge over Redwater Brook. There was enough ice in places to make walking hazardous and I had to be careful:

But when we got to the parking area, the ice had all melted. The road, however (behind the car) had about three inches of solid ice, enough to cause a danger of sliding right off the road. That never happened, however, and we headed home, feeling happy about our winter adventure: