The lower part of the trail is through a hemlock woods. Hemlocks love cool shade and shallow soil, so there were roots all along the lower trail. Going up we stepped over the roots. By the time we got back down we just tripped over them. Then as we climbed we entered a beech woods. Fewer roots, more rocks.
And always, running water.
The lower cascades |
The trailhead. There are no poop fairies |
Partridgeberry. |
I wish I knew mushrooms |
Following after Janet |
Hemlock roots. They were harder to avoid after the first 4 miles |
Apparently Eeyore lives here |
Golden-crowned kinglets are hard to photograph |
Can you see the kinglet? |
Goldthread. With thin, yellow roots that taste good |
The upper cascades |
I still wish I knew mushrooms |
The light at the end of the trail. |
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