Sunday was such a pretty day, and I was on call so my sleep was all messed up, so I got up early and went to see what the Wetlands Art Project was all about.
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The lands were indeed wet.
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The map wasn't really that handy, honestly I didn't find a lot there.
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There was this sculpture.
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And these stones.
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And a whole lot of grass.
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I am glad I went, but it was a little dissapointing.
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And on the way out I saw some evidence of vandalism.
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On the way back, I stopped at the cemetery, which as far as I could tell only had 3 graves.
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And they looked pretty mistreated
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I dunno if that is the date of birth or death.
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These things will evidently grow anywhere remotely wet.
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Anyway, I decided to go back to that trail I had abandoned a week back, and that, it turns out, was really a bad decision.
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I jumped off the trail for a bit and came out at the photo blind. That was bad of me.
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Found more passion flower. The place is thick with it.
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The trail ended up joining one of the outer paths. I decided to follow it left(south), which followed the shore of the lake.
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After a mile or 2, it started to curve back north, and I thought to myself, "Ah, that is convenient, it goes in a big circle, I will just follow it back to the original trail."
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I haven't seen one of these in a long time. The garden district used to be thick with them.
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More than an hour later, and I am still headed north. I have picked up the pace and am really wondering if I shouldn't have doubled back. I know eventually that I will hit the boat ramp if I am wrong about the loop, but who knows how many miles that might be. Committed, I continued forward and hopped for the best.
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Just as I started seeing trees in the north, which would indicate my original trail, the trail jogged back west and I really started to despair. Finally, there was a fork to the north. A rather large one. I shot off down it.
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When I saw power lines, I knew I was a bit off from my car. But following the road would be much quicker than going back.
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So I set off down the road. Honestly, walking on the road was painful in comparison to the trail, but my feet and pants were soaked from morning dew, so I wanted to give them a chance to dry, and stuck to the gravel.
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I stopped briefly at the nature lookout, because, well, why not? and then started back on the road.
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Finally I rounded the bend and I could see my trees.
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And finally my car. Prettiest sight I have ever seen.
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wow now that's an adventure
Sprilly20 · 2009-07-26: 16:40
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Next time I am in town I so want to go out there
helga984 · 2009-07-28: 08:37
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i think kim pretty much said it..... and at least you got some exercise.
armywifelane · 2009-07-29: 08:55
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