A little tired and short on enthusiasm last Friday, I chose the sea as my destination… To shorten the distance I drove to the head of the logging road that heads down toward the sea. Heading cross-country in the general direction of another known road, I hoped to make a quick hike of it…It wasn’t. The land separating me from the sea was once a poplar plantation. Having been cleared of trees, it is fast becoming a thicket, criss-crossed with 4-wheeler tracks and ruts and mud… I was not enthused when the track I chose took me on a detour in precisely the opposite direction I wished to be heading! This seed pod was a welcome bit of beauty on an otherwise dreary trek…
But at last, I hit the road to Gibson’s Beach and headed downhill to the sea.
He was busy fishing and eyed my intrusion with suspicion, but stayed put in his pool while I wandered by…
Looking for an alternate route home I espied a little trail heading into the bush, highlighted by this little wonder!
And what a treat I was in for– a freshly renovated trail running all along the seaside just inside the edge of the woods. Looked like it had just just been worked on. Fresh sawdust, bright little bridges, freshly cleared
salal… I do love a new trail–so does Louie, note the happy eyes ( :
Suddenly the day was brighter and the walk not such a plodding affair–a fine reward for the effort of getting out on a lackluster day. You just never know where your feet may take you once you get them moving!
Try it and see!