Friday, August 2, 2013

100 Acres: A Travelogue

Leaving the barn parking lot

Lots of these along the way.

First we cross the bridge of doom and terror.

Then up a deceptively steep side-hill covered in tempting grass and flowers.

Along a pretty fence line,

shaded with old, mossy

oak trees.

On our right, an overgrown Christmas tree patch.

Out of the trees, we follow the fence until we reach

the waterhole of doom. Sometimes it is full of horse-eating cows, but today only contains crocodiles or possibly a giant squid.

We turn right at the waterhole,

then take a second right onto the gravel access road,

then left through some "new construction" where the barn owner is improving the trail,

and down into the woods.

On our right is one of the ponds, with the wedding gazebo/island.

Straight ahead is a logging road that was cut in the 1920s.

A fork in the road.

Going up!

And up.

and up.

Up.

Up.

Up.

Still up.

And up.

Guess what?

It's time for a break.
Now, where were we?

Oh yes.

Getting closer.

Almost there.


Whew! Back out to the access road.

But guess what?

We're still climbing!

We'll stop and turn around when we get to those big trees.

Looking back the way we came.

What goes up must come down.

So down we go.

Down.

Down.

Down.

Down.

Down.
And more down.

All the way to the creek.

Across the water, we enter the park.


Just kidding, this is the owner's back yard.
Now we skirt the edge of the yard,
up a short, steep rise to the owner's personal barn and greenhouse.
We cross his driveway,
pass some mysterious old equipment,
cross the driveway again,
and pick our way through the towering trees down to the the winter pastures.
A groomed bridle path encircles the pastures

and leads us back to the barn!



And here's the Google Map, if you want to see how we traveled more than two miles and didn't even use all the acres.

4 comments:

  1. Yay!

    But we missed you at Bare Bones, too.

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  2. Wow, what a pretty little hundred acre woods.

    Trolls live under that bridge, clearly. Possibly water trolls in the troll-hole - uhh, I mean small pond. Be careful.

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  3. Beautiful scenery, but now I'm exhausted!:)

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