Detailing a lengthy and exhausting two days of hikes and swamp tromps.
Sunday, September 08, 2019 As one of the first twenty cars to enter into the state park, I took the immediate right towards an empty parking lot that was directly across from the entrance gate. I watched as the vehicles continued to flood in, bicycles adorned. From the parking spot I could see the trailhead with the burnt orange "FT" insignia for the Florida Trail Association's marked paths. They maintain
More stories from the newfound trail sanctuary
February 05, 2019 If you want to learn about yourself, start by exploring the world around you. -Paulo Coelho We like to hit the bum trail in the waning hours of daylight. It’s a total treat to veer off the main roads and be tucked away in our little newfound area of secret seclusion. You can hear the slow creep of traffic from the side roads and then the roaring hum of cars flowing down the highway opposite to that. It begins to
Cataloguing the tracks mandog made while visiting Lake George, Florida. November 16, 2018 First Hike | Morning Mycelium Hunt
As we drove through the shaded oak hammocks towards our lodge, The Runaway Bay, I noticed two opposing trailheads marked by signs stating them to be the Lake George Conservation Area. I filed that piece of information in the back of my mind as we continued on towards our lake-side hideout. A man was seen blowing leaves off the deck and then, without not
A trek about on some wild and newfound trails. October 18, 2018 Coco and I went on a nice evening trail run. After discovering a secret, wooded game trail we decided it would be a fantastic change from the more exposed public trails. We’ve got it all to ourselves and can go racing along its paths full speed. We do have to be careful, as I’ve seen traces of human activity littered about in the woods. Some of it looks to be recent, but mostly its old, discarded rubbish. I think
Returning to a once-visited Natural Area, a second poochie travels alongside. January 10, 2018 It was totally wild with black birds cackling and fluttering from tree to tree. Waking up from a nappy afternoon, Coco and I burst out the door to catch the remnants of a sunny, warm day. Heading into Cypress Creek natural area off of Indiantown road, we pulled into the lot to park. I quick scanned the signs to get a feel for how adamant the no pet policies were. I figured on the eq