I’m enjoying reading a blog named “My Meandering Trail,” by an Appalachian Trail thru-hiker. One of the things she raves about is the trail magic she comes across on occasion – cold drinks, chocolate and other goodies left along the trail for the taking by anyone needing a little pick-me-up.
This morning, while walking up the steep route of the Drinking Horse Trail, we came upon a little trail magic, ourselves, of a local variety…
It’s a wonder this photo is in focus, though. There were lots of new wildflowers in bloom but I have no photos except this one, taken on the way down. Everything on the way up was a blur, but that’s what happens when you walk with a gazelle.
PS: We came across an individual pulling up and throwing on the trail a lovely specimen of goatsbeard. He said a couple of walkers had pulled up hundreds of this plant, telling him it’s an invasive species. Hmmm…I didn’t think that was correct, which it isn’t. He said he’d check, too, which I hope he does before spreading that word any further. Goatsbeard is an innocent, lovely native.