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| One of my new favorite spots |
And after hiking up the hill a few times Wayne showed me how to operate the Quad and now I take that for a spin as well sometimes.
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| Stream easily crossed on the Quad! |
It's built for two riders, but for some reason Wayne trusted me to take off on my own after a five minute lesson...
Not knowing how far the trail went I ended up going a little too far and having to turn around out on the bog. My heart was pounding when I got stuck for a few minutes and had to rev 'er up to get out of a sloppy spot.
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| Messy me, messy quad |
After that I stuck to the gravel, lots to see, no need to get stuck in the muck an hour walk from home!
Hills to climb, and old roads to nowhere to explore...
Though road may not be the right word, more like rotted boardwalk over a bog. Must have been a cabin near that spot once upon a time.
Following a moose path up the hill I was disappointed to not find any berry patches, but I did see a wide variety of fungi.
I didn't see any wildlife, but I wonder if they saw me?
I saw more reindeer lichen than I've seen since the weather warmed up, and tucked away the memories of red berries against white lichen for winter days ahead.
Of course all roads end at bogs up here...so without rubber boots I had to turn around.
It's good to have a reason to turn around though, otherwise I might never go home for supper.
Though some days this month I had my supper straight off the bushes! And to answer Linda's question about whether wild lowbush blueberries in Newfoundland and huckleberries might be the same, the answer is they are "cousins" but botanically there are some slight differences. If I ever get out to Oregon during huckleberry harvesting time I'll taste for myself and find out which one tastes better!
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| Baby spruce growing up through a blueberry patch- Good time to use a rake instead of picking! |
What a beautiful area! Good on you for venturing out to see the land. A girl after my own heart!
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