Things started out well, by having to cross some small streams.
The rest of the trail just went up, up, up, and up.
The views were totally worth it, though!
We had a nice view over a small lake. We didn't know the name, so the kids decided to call it Reindeer Lake.
Amazing rocks.
Blooming moss.
A nice cairn.
And of course, the ubiquitous eft.
After all this, the perfect end to the story would be to actually find the darned cache. But we did all this hiking and having fun, only to not be able to find the cache. The cache hadn't been found since September last year, so we knew we ran the risk of it not being there. Either it had been muggled, or we are lousy geocachers, because we could NOT find it. (Don't bother answering that question :p) There was much wailing, and gnashing of teeth, but the cache still didn't get located.
Caching trips like this, reaffirm to me how much I love Vermont. The mountains, the lakes, the trails, the people, everything about it, is good.
2 comments:
Breathtaking! LOVE the rock and the moss!!!!
Karen, we are sooooo going to have to come up and see you and do some hiking. Cory will wig out when he sees the picture of the newt. He is constantly hiking and searching for salamanders and newts, with nary a one to be found and photographed.
Gorgeous photos
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