I cannot believe that, in the past, someone actually tried to drain this marsh to use the area for farming. Lucky for us and for the wildlife, the land was donated to the Sycamore Land Trust. Bean Blossom Bottoms is now a protected marsh land home to many, including the rare Kirtland’s Snake.My son recommended we visit, so after a lovely lunch, we headed down.The Land Trust has completed repairing/replacing the boardwalk through the march. 2.5 miles of boardwalk!The number of water snakes we saw was impressive! We also saw tadpoles, wildflowers, and a baby bunny.I am sure crawdads call this place home by the looks of these mud towers. Or, do you think it could be something else?If you are in the Bloomington, Indiana area, then I recommend a visit. A marshy adventure…plus, you have to drive gravel roads to get here…a delight! Hike on!
Walking down an old road in the lull of the afternoon.
Squinting and, oh boy, it’s kinda hot.
A rushing stream blue-gray with lime now disturbed by my thirsty dog.
Birds quarreling with noisy abandon…watch out! One just whizzed by my head!
Murky ponds reclaimed by cattails, clover, and wildflowers.
All under an Indiana summer sky.
Green Ridge State Forest is, as yet, untapped hiking opportunities for me. I set out to scout the Pine Lick Trail with a couple of other hike leaders from the Maryland Trail Dames.
After meeting at Forest HQ off of I-68, we piled into my car to find the beginning of the trail.
Google maps got us to an approximate location, then we were on our own. Luckily, we spotted a blaze from the car! Nothing that looked like a trail…yet.
Spotting a trail sign down in the woods, I high stepped over some poison ivy and other brush to investigate. Success! We had found the trail!
Now to park…sketchy at best.
The Pine Lick Trail meets up with the MidState Trail here. The MidState Trail goes north to Buchanan State Forest in Pennsylvania.
We took a pic at the Mason Dixon Line, then set off going south. It was 6 miles back to HQ. We were excited to see what we would find!
A few small hills, then level, flat, soft trail. What a delight!
There were several trail signs to keep us motivated and frequent blazes. 😀 Very easy to follow the trail, even though it was overgrown in many places!
What the heck does “SNAG” mean?
We passed a massive, lovely campsite…and it only costs $10 a night!!!
Just after, a beautiful meadow, then we descended to the bottom lands near “Fifteen Mile Creek”. The trail follows, and crosses, the creek many times. This included rockhopping, crossing on one super sloping bridge (a sign later on said this bridge was closed), and some log crossings.
Just before the super slopey bridge, we had come across a swimming hole that looked mighty inviting. Making plans for a “Dog Days of August” hike and swim adventure!
I was surprised that we did not see any bears! We flushed out a wild turkey accidentally, crossed paths with a few newts, salamanders, lizards, and one Wolf Spider…but no bears.
Coming upon the Pine Lick Shelter, we stopped to check it out. The area behind the shelter looked like a jungle.
We stopped for lunch at a backcountry campsite on the banks of the creek. Then it was up, up, up a very eroded hill. It felt like if we made on wrong move we would slide all the way back down!
As we neared I-68, and yes, the trail gets so close to the highway you could literally jump over the guard rail!
Before that, however, we again met with overgrown trail.
Parting the way with my hiking poles, we slowly made our way through. No snakes, yay!
On the other side of the bridge we lost the trail for about 10 minutes because it was so overgrown. However, we knew we were in the right area, so once we did find a blaze, we backtracked to see if we could determine where we had gone the wrong way. We are pretty confident it was just after coming under the bridge. The trail goes left up the hill, we had continued to follow the creek. (Our way was less overgrown…I do not regret our path!)
Up, up, up again!
Three hot climbs later and we were happily, finally, back at the car! We recorded our trek at 7 miles. Here are the official specs…hike on!
Bullfrogs and Whipporwills woke me at 4:30 am this morning. It was lovely, but earlllllly!
Turns out it was a blessing being up that early. I had my breakfast, coffee, and was ready to shuttle my friend Bear Spray to an AT Trailhead. She was completing her first section in New Jersey!
I had a shorter goal. Hike from the Visitor Center to the Monument on the AT with Sidekick Pauli. 🙂
It is a rocky, but beautiful short section of the AT, followed by a steep climb on a side trail to the Monument.
The weather was somewhat cooperating, cool, cloudy, and humid. The sky was heavy and dark with clouds that promised more rain this afternoon.
Along our AT trek we caught an occasional glimpse of the Monument, an immense obelisk at 220 feet tall marking the highest spot in New Jersey.
Arriving at the monument, we walked around the base. Clouds were slightly lifted in spots revealing green fields and small towns in the valley.
We returned by following the road down and around Lake Marcia. It was getting hotter and more humid now that the sun had come out!
Sidekick Pauli was delighted to get back to the car and wait for Bear Spray to finish her hike. I was just as joyous, taking time to read more of Radium Girls while lunching on avocados, crackers, and strawberries.
Such a privileged life 🙏
I haven’t hiked alone in a very long time. I had forgotten how it felt.
We had a “weather event” last night that left a fresh coat of snow on the trees and ground. This, of course, made this trip into the forest quite magical!
I pulled in to the trail head parking lot at 8:30 am…not a soul around. Threw my microspikes, extra layer, and lunch into my backpack and entered a snowy wonderland.
Stream crossing first thing. I stopped and stood beside the creek after crossing. It had started to snow again. It was so quiet… the gurgling water, a few birds chattering in the brambles…the wind as it came over the ridge…but nothing else.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head up to the steel gray sky. Snowflakes landed on my cheeks and I thought how perfect this moment.
I whispered, to the woods … to myself, “It’s been too long.”
I walked through the falling snow, up the hill, towards the lake at Greenbrier State Park. Looking back at my foot prints, I wondered if they would be covered when I headed back.
I did not see anyone on the trail until I got to the lake.
Even then, only two guys fishing on the banks. We exchanged cheerful greetings, then silence enveloped the mountain once more. 🙂
Hey all! A new year, a new beginning! Sciatica is getting better and I keep heading out to the woods to test out my back and left quad (which still feels all tingly, like it’s asleep). So far, very positive! It has been a long haul since November 24, when the most unfortunate day occurred, which left me cursing my life! However, I am thankful for all these new stretches and exercises that I am learning in physical therapy, as they are helping enormously.
So with all the down time, I was frustrated, no doubt…especially when the semester ended and I headed into Winter Break. I wanted to get to the woods and hike. And let me just stop here and … full disclosure … I was in a dark place. I felt like the pain was not going to go away. I tried to not share my darkness with anyone, and instead moved that dark energy into little projects to move me forward. I lit a lot of candles…
…and I reconnected with my crafty self creating a little Winter Solstice scene with embroidery to celebrate the longest night and the return of the Sun. While working on this, I was able to visualize myself well and back on the trail! It was a fun week of doodling with thread and needle! 🙂
Then, still kinda stuck in that liminal space between sort of hurting and sort of feeling good, I took a New Year’s Day hike with my sister and niece. A short hike that stretched my legs and soothed my soul. Afterwards, I made a merit badge for my niece (thinking all the while it could have been for me 🙂 🙂 )
OMG! and then, I could feel the Universe moving in my direction again! I won an emergency first aid kit from Emergency Response, LLC! What a lift to my psyche! So surprising, and Saleena even dropped it off at my house. yasssss! 😀
Now in the New Year mood, I looked to my journal. Last year I created a journal page to track my miles hiking. About 350 miles in, the page layout started to tick me off because if I didn’t make a certain number of miles, then I couldn’t color in the next block (see pic below). I stopped tracking with this layout and just started listing the miles in my planner.
As a result, this year, I have created a different layout and I am already loving it! This layout is so much more affirming than last year’s as I can reward every hike I take, instead of miles hiked. SMILES not MILES…hahaha, I just remembered I posed in front of a banner that said something like that at Neel’s Gap in Georgia! In addition, this layout will help me keep track of all the Maryland Trail Dame hikes I lead. I am confident this is going to work better this year!
Do any of you track miles or hikes you have taken? I would love to see your layouts or hear what works for you! Much merriment in 2019, Hike on!
Bolivar Heights is a wonderful short trail to stretch your legs. Especially, if you are waiting for Harper’s Ferry only Vegan restaurant, Kelley Farm Kitchen, to open!
We took the loop starting on the ridge, then circling down to the battlefield, then back up. About a mile, perfect to while away a half hour.
The trail is gentle with the bonus of great views! We spooked a herd of deer on our way across the ridge.
And a spectacular sunrise greeted us as we climbed back up to the ridge.
Now at the top, my stomach reminded me that I had not eaten breakfast…time for lunch!
A BBQ Jackfruit sandwich with a side of mac & cheese, yassss! Hike on!
Today’s hike at Seneca Creek State Park convinced me that I have just about fully recovered from a sciatica injury. An injury that resulted from too many hours in the car driving back from Hoosierland at Thanksgiving.
Since then I have been in physical rehab land…not much hiking there!
I was a little concerned that a hike of six miles might be too much. I did some extra stretches and went anyway. 🙂
Glorious day out with my good hiking pal, Lola. The weather was chilly to start. Frost made meadows glitter seductively. I stopped several times to snap photos…and to consciously check in with my body. All good! Down the trail we go!
The sky was bright blue and birds chirped happily. It warmed up enough to shed a layer. I also ditched the gloves and the hat!
Walking around the lake, Lola pointed out the handiwork of the local beaver population. They have been BUSY!!
We looked everywhere for a dam,but never found one. We never saw a beaver either, which I found quite curious with the abundant quantity of felled trees!
I stopped to sit and stretch once we had rounded the lake. Those beavers. All that work, all that sheer tenacity to try to fell trees way too big, and from the looks of it…not even one decent dam on the lake. Could be my spirit animal 🙂 🙂 🙂
Happy New Year and Hike On!
The first snow is magical. We were only forecasted for rain and ice primarily…so when the soft, white flakes started to slowly drift lazily from sky to earth I felt my spirits soar.
The snow steadily filled my yard. Covering up mounds of mulch needing to be spread, the dry, dormant rose bushes, and gravel pathway. All was quiet. I lit a few candles and settled into winter.
Overnight, the skies, now empty, cleared to dark blue broken by long silvery gray-white clouds that moved with haste from west to east.
Morning is now. I greet this day, my day, my 51st anniversary with Mother Earth, with wonder.
Let the light in. Say a prayer of gratitude. Hike on.
Yesterday morning. So good.
We, sweetie and I, started our day early at Cunningham Falls State Park. The woods was dark, the creek rushed past us on its way down the mountain, and the sun was just high enough in the sky to pierce the darkness with ribbons of morning light.
I couldn’t help but smile at the trees as they welcomed me! I said hello to all the small things…the rocks that lined the path, the acorns, the fallen leaves, the mushrooms, the birds,…even the flowers as they said their goodbyes for the season.
Cool mornings, frost on the pumpkin. This is my season. Hike on!