Brasher Falls State Forest - Part 2

The dogs and I were hiking a truck trail in Brasher State Forest (see also Part 1, posted yesterday). They love to run ahead, then I call them back and they return with just as much joy. Notice that Jack is running so fast that all four of his feet are off the ground:

Seamus is slowing down now that he's getting older. So am I, so we often lag behind the little dogs:

And the scenery was wondrous:

With hardwoods and pines on both sides of the trail, we had beauty in every direction:

We stayed on the trail, though, as the snow in the forest was too deep:

Except this one time, when the four little dogs discovered they were light enough to walk on top of the crusted snow:

But of course we soon turned back toward our parked car:

And the dogs stopped again at the fallen beech which they'd stopped at before. Apparently it smelled very interesting to them:

Jack explored the sides of the trail, but mostly stayed in the center with the rest of us:

We were almost back to where we'd parked:

I could see the stop sign up ahead, to warn people on motorized vehicles that they were coming to a road. My car was parked just to the right of the sign:

We were almost there, so I had four of the dogs heel. Jack has never learned how to do that, though he approximates it. Our hike had come to an end, so I loaded the dogs into the car and continued on into town to buy chicken feed on my way home: