Portrait of the Artist as an Old Man
By Grier Horner
At this point we cross Partridge Road beside the bridge that carries the Mall
Road over it. What a view you get looking under that bridge.
I was worried about the climb on the other side of the road because a few
days earlier it had been snowcovered and was icy in places. It's so steep
that on that earlier trip I slipped on the ice and fell once but was more
concerned about losing my balance and toppling over backwards.
The sun and warmer temperatures had taken care of that as you can see. Not .
pretty but good traction.
Up here, well above the road, everything's coming up birches. What beauties.
eering off the skimobile tracks I hit this dirt road - it looked like the
Veering off the beaten path I hit a plowed dirt road - an Interstate in
comparison - that goes to a high cellular tower perched near the crest.
It was still and peaceful up here and I should have been thinking deep
thoughts. But I was just taking it all in. I still had a climb before hitting
the top of the Mall Road.
After getting there I went back in the woods. I decided to take a different
way back because I don't like the idea of sliding down that steep, muddy
path to Partridge Road.
This eventually took me to two high hillside fields. I had to cross through
the band of trees in the photo above to get to the next field. It was tough
walking here because the snowmobile paths had gotten soft and the snow was
deep here. I would be walking easily on top of the trackS when suddenly the
next step took me up to my knees in snow. In the process I fell four or five
times. But what better surface to fall on than deep, soft snow.
From the second field I got a view of the woods just beyond the crest of
the hill. Not far from where I am in this shot, I was out of the deep snow.
It was all easy going from there to the car.
This is me back at the car. My jeans were soaked up to the yellow lines I
drew on the photo. My boots only shipped a little snow when I sank in deep,
but enough that my socks were wet. I was very tired and gulped down the rest
of my iced coffee. (Iced coffee is a good winter drink because it is
still cold when you get back to the car after a 1.5 hour walk.)
I was elated. I love going on small adventures by myself. It's a holdover
from the days I used to ride my bike on obscure roads in winter.
So the blog is back, for better or worse. I hope I didn't bore you. Sorry
the paragraph spacing under some of the pictures is all screwed up. Don't know
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