On the Trails of IES

Trail Report for October 12, 2005

I wasn't sure I really wanted to go out there, but it had been raining for days and I did bring all my gear.
A sugar maple at the Carriage House was indicating that Fall had finally come.
It wasn't raining that hard at all - just a mist was falling on the Little Bluestem Meadow.
As a steady pace took me along the edge, I mused on how the body adjusts to keep bare hands warm and booted feet not too warm.
Descending through the wet foliage into the Old Gravel Pit, I observed how seldom we pause to appreciate how different the woods look in the rain.
In spite of the 8 plus inches of rain we'd had recently, the bottom of the Pit had less than two inches.
The Fern Glen pond was filling again; that log had been sitting on a mud bar before.
I could hear the Wappinger Creek rumbling under the bridge.
I had to look... and both ways.
An old tree was across the Cary Pines Trail on the way back. It was easy enough to remove a few shattered pieces.
The "Appendix" was deep enough.
I was surprised again that the foot bridge was even there let alone in place.
A little farther along was a nice view from a spur off the Wappinger Creek Trail.
The view from the bluff below the Old Pasture is always a favorite.
At the Old Oak on the Sedge Meadow Trail, the fungus was, well, wet.
And I wasn't.