It was a beautiful sunny day yesterday, but Dave had to work. I had to work, too… as a freelancer it is very hard to remain disciplined when it is so beautiful out. I managed to that in my dark little writing cave until after 5pm, then headed out to the sunshine.
There are some trails just up the hill from here that Dave has taken me on before. I am a great navigator on my own, but when I am following someone else I kind of stop paying attention. So even though I have run these trails before, I don’t actually know my way around. So I figured I’d go explore, figure them out. I offered to take Dave’s dogs out – ostensibly to give them exercise – but also because they’ve run this route 100s of times before and I knew they’d show me the way. But Dave said they were fine – so I headed out on my own. (And, since we now have this blog, I brought my camera – setting it up on logs or rocks with the self-timer).
I remembered how the route started, trails through the forest, down through a little ravine, then a gradual uphill as the path opening to a quad trail through a clearcut, and then a logging road, heading past a small quarry, and then at some point finding a small path to the right that would wind me back down through the forest to near where I had started.
But what I didn’t remember was the V in the logging road. Both routes looked familiar. Well, I chose the one to the left, figuring that if it’s the wrong one I’ll just make this an out-and-back, come back the way I came – just making sure to turn around with plenty of time so I wouldn’t be caught in the dark.
The road went on and on, and I knew I was not on the track I had meant to be on. But, whatever. I was exploring. It was still a gradual uphill.
The logging road got narrower and more overgrown, and finally ended. Here, a beautiful quad track continued through the forest, so I followed that – now downhill.
My sense of direction told me that this would likely meet with a trail I had been mountain biking on the day before – so I continued, hoping that I would meet that trail soon – otherwise, I really would be obligated to turn around to make sure I got out before dark.
And sure enough, I found the trail! I turned left on it to see where I was, and immediately came to a bridge that I didn’t recognize. So I went back and turned right, and found a trail sign where I had turned off on the bike the evening before. Success! So I ran back down it, looping back towards where I had started,
looking out for the trail that I had meant to come down.
I found it, ran back up it, found the logging road and the quarry, and did the whole loop I had originally planned to do in reverse. Yay! I finally know my way around out there!