Now I guess before I get to the nature part, I should show you this kickin' 442 we saw on the way.
|The geese were that gray line center at the tree line.|
We went down a ways, where you longtimers know there's a trail on the east side that winds along the big ravine.
I believe it was a shagbark hickory that was pelting us. Somehow we never got a direct hit, but I think I got grazed in the arm once.
We moved on over to partially retrace our steps of Friday. First we crossed the southernmost bridge over the feeder, which in opposition to the four modern bridges up towards the Plex, is kept just rickety enough to seem rickety without being unsafe.
Anyway, I got to thinking on how I said the trail behind the IPFW main field was pretty remote, but never gave you a picture to show how remote it is. Therefore, here's 2 of 'em.
|"I ain't goin' thru that crap again!"|
And that pretty well wraps it up... except for as I was getting ready to post this, we got some of that rain that rainbow's been prayin' for.