Thursday, October 01, 2009
A walk along the North Country Trail
Trisket and I headed out to the North Country Trail late this morning. It was a perfect day for hiking as we’d had our first freeze of the season overnight. By mid-day, the temperature had climbed into the 50s. We hiked for nearly two hours, then turned around and headed back toward the truck, hiking another hour before stopping at about 2 PM for lunch. My lunch counter was carpeted with fresh pine straw. Leaning up against a tree, I ate my lunch, sharing a bit with the dog. Then I wrote in my journal and read a chapter titled “The Practice of Getting Lost” in An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith by Barbara Brown Taylor. I did not get lost; after all I had my map with me (see the photo to the right). We’ll, at least I didn’t get lost in a geographical sense, but when I hike I do often find myself getting lost in my thoughts and that’s a good thing. We’re still a couple weeks away from the leaves reaching their peak, but there was enough color on shrubs to give a foretaste of what’s the come.
It's neat how the clouds show up better as a reflection in the water.
I love the way the dog marches around with his tail flying like a flag.
The North Country Trail, which passes about 10 miles west of here, is over 4,000 miles long. It runs from Eastern New York to North Dakota. In Michigan, the trail travels up the length of the state, crossing over to the UP and then along the Lake Superior shoreline toward Wisconsin.