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Saturday, May 28, 2011
Hiking- Cuyler Hill to Paradise Hill
I got home last night, and managed to get more done today than I thought I might. I am actually somewhat energized to work on some things, but pooped out earlier than I wanted to. Over the next three days I'm going to just tell you about my hiking.
Sunday, after the hike I shared a few days ago, I headed for Jackson Pond to set up our campsite. I got the tent and a kitchen tarp up, and some wood collected and stacked under plastic before it started to rain. I had planned to eat in camp, but headed for town instead. I had to call Marie to tell her where I had put our campsite, and there was no cell reception there. So I bought a grilled ham and cheese sandwich that was really yummy and inexpensive.
On Monday, I hiked alone. That meant that I had to hike both directions, so technically, I hiked from Paradise Hill to Paradise Hill. Walked 12 miles, but only made 6 miles of progress on the Finger Lakes Trail east of the North Country Trail.
Finally, I have found some painted trilliums at the peak of their beauty. These are fairly rare, and like acid, shady spots.
This is a wood thrush. It's not a good picture, but it is rare to actually see one. They are secretive, but once you've heard one you'll keep going to the woods just to hear their music again. It's a liquid trilling that just seems to fill the forest.
Nothing rare about this bright little fellow. Just a male goldfinch, but they are so cheerful! And he held still for me.
I ended with a climb up Cuyler Hill Road. This connected me with the location where the North Country Trail heads north, previously hiked by me another year. When I turned around to walk down, this was the great view. It was windy and threatening all day, but I never walked in the rain. When I drove back to the campsite it did start to rain, so I went to town for dinner and to get gas. Marie met me there (cell phones make that sort of thing possible). We were in the tent by 7:30, and it rained all night. We were dry but feeling a bit confined!