The annual April slog

I got my first 4000 steps today on an early morning walk from the Driftwood down to meet the Twinz of Terror at Bentley’s B-M-L breakfast joint. Just look at that sun!


Bentley’s. Inside and out.



Following a little old man to Trout Brook Pond. (Don’t tell anyone that he’s playing the cat yard game while driving.


My next 12,000 steps? I can’t say it was the worst North Country Trail slog I have ever done. That honor would have to go to the Blow Plough. No post-holing today. Just a lot of deep snow that I wanted to think was beautiful except… This is April and I didn’t really know what to expect but I was kind of hoping that I wouldn’t need to wear snowshoes. I do not know what I was thinking. So apparently (according to folks who are more knowledgeable than me), this track was made by an otter. We were just getting started out at this point and I was hoping my trip through the woods could be this smooth. Not.


We did start out at the Niagara Escarpment, the entity that lured me into an April slog through the woods.


By the time I emerged from the woods onto H40, I more or less felt like I couldn’t move. My feet were sopping wet and my phone was dead from the cold. A bowl of soup at Pure Country in Rudyard, then down the I75 SUV Speedway to Gaylord and ‘hattans and The Beautiful Gay’s tacos. And now…


2 Responses to “The annual April slog”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Too much snow! Glad you got somewhere where you could warm up and have good food and drinks. 🙂

  2. Pooh Says:

    I assume the soup was for you, and not your phone! LOL