Showing posts with label pine forest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pine forest. Show all posts

Friday, December 4, 2015

The Rutland Trail From Winthrop - Part 1

I was buying grain in the town of Winthrop one day and the owner of the feed store told me about a trail across the road. It turned out to be another section of the Rutland Nature Trail, a former railroad bed, which I had not yet seen. So on the next day we had good weather, I took the dogs there:

We parked behind some old barns and headed out on the trail, passing a small pond along the way:

The trail took us mostly through brushy woodlands, probably former farm fields which were reverting to forest:

But we also walked through some lovely pine forests:

The dogs were rowdy and rambunctious. I had to call them back loudly and repeatedly at the beginning of the hike, but they slowed down and acted better after expending some of their excess energy and enthusiasm:

And once again, I appreciated this level, flat, easy trail because of my leg braces and uncertain gait. The only problem, which I seem to have everywhere on the Rutland Trail, is small gravel from the old railroad bed getting into my shoes and braces. I have to stop occasionally and dump them out:

But the dogs had lots of fun, darting ahead and then running back to me. They splashed wildly through puddles, sniffed interesting smells and rolled in a few unidentified and probably disgusting things:

Fergus understands that I get angry if he runs ahead too wildly, so he now waits for me to say, "Okay, Fergus." Then he runs:

We were all having a good time. Notice the bandannas on Fergus and Seamus. I put them on because it was hunting season and I thought a bright color might help identify them as dogs, not deer or bear:

We proceeded along the trail, investigating the different types of habitat:

And we made a few short excursions off the trail, wherever there was easy walking and no "Posted" signs:

But we hadn't gone too far when we arrived at this locked gate and "No Trespassing" signs. This was a disappointment, but there was nothing to be done but turn around and begin making our way back to the car. But I'll post about that tomorrow:

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Elmer And Alburg Roads, Town Of Moira - Part 1

Indian Summer was upon us and our freezing night turned into a gloriously sunny and beautiful day. I did the chores and then headed out in the car to take a driving tour of rural Elmer Road, just over the county line in the town of Moria. I was not disappointed, beginning by snapping a photo of these two barns and silo:

The cattle who belonged with those barns:

I got a shot from a different angle as I began my tour of Elmer Road:

I passed corn fields, forests and this hay field, bordered by a woodland of golden leaves and white birch trunks:

Pine forests:

This lovely log home was right at home, sitting between its split rail fence and the forest trees:

Another hay field, this one bordered by a woodland of mostly White Pine:

Partially harvested cornfields:

And a woodsy home, nestled back in the pines:

This large, well kept barn sat behind a stone wall and barbed wire fence:

I came to an Amish farm with twin silos, a large grain bin and lots of old farm equipment. And there was more yet to see. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow:

Friday, November 7, 2014

St. Lawrence County Reforestation Area Hike

It turned both cold and rainy one Sunday morning. By the afternoon, the rain had stopped but it was still quite chilly. I decided to take the dogs to the Catherineville State Forest, which had several trails off of Santamont Road, not too far from home. But I got mixed up on the unmarked, rural roads and stumbled onto a County Reforestation Area with a marked trail. I'm glad I stopped, because it was beautiful:

The dogs ran and played. For the last several years, I've been insisting that they stay increasingly close to me, reining them in a bit more with each new hike. They're finally beginning to get the idea and to understand that they can still run and play in spite of the new rules:

This was a fairly mature pine forest, marked with occasional bursts of golden color from the Birch trees:

The loop trail was disappointingly short but the scenery was lovely:

We ventured off the trail for a bit of exploration and I quickly realized how very easy it would be to get lost. I returned to the marked trail and decided to stay there:

Watching my happy dogs proceed up the golden lane, it seemed we should be singing, "We're off to see the wizard:"

The trail looped around and directed us back toward the road and our parked car:

An autumn forest is a fine place to be on a Sunday (or any) afternoon:

And I always enjoy seeing the dogs so happy, alert and alive:

"C'mon, Dad. Let's run:"

Clover loves to hop up on things to look around, but I seldom get my camera out quickly enough to capture it. This time, I did:

I wished this lovely trail had been longer, but was grateful it had been so beautiful. We returned to the car and began trying to find our way home:

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Snow Bowl State Forest - Part 1

I'd noticed a sign for the Snow Bowl State Forest when I recently drove to Tupper Lake. I looked it up online when I got home and learned that it was a popular destination for rock climbers. So one fine day I took the dogs there to investigate:

The old road, now a foot trail, took us through both hardwood and pine forests:

And then the trail angled off to the left and down into a deep valley, likely the Snow Bowl:

A happy Daphne clowned around on the soft moss:

And then, right there in front of us, was a rock wall. For size comparison, notice Fergus on the bottom left of the photo:

Of course we all got up close to the base of the wall:

I quickly discovered (again) that my braces rendered me quite clumsy, so I didn't do any rock climbing. Seamus and I stayed at the base of the wall, but Clover, Fergus and Daphne had a grand time, climbing like mountain goats:

The shear face of the wall was broad as well as tall, so we walked farther along to investigate:

There was a sort of trail along the base:

Fergus, king of the canine rock climbers:

The scenery was exquisite:

But the trail which took us along the wall also went in another direction. I wasn't going to leave until we'd investigated that also, but I'll post about that tomorrow: