I was taking Duncan to do a short stretch of one of my favorite running trails when I realized that we were in front of a trail head. About 100 feet to the east was a section of slope that I had slid down in the dark a few weeks ago. We had been out for what was to be a very short hike when we had decided to explore an additional section of trail. It was late in the day and we had no flash lights, signal devices, etc with us. In other words we shouldn’t have gone off exploring right then. I started up the trail head to see where we had gone wrong & realized two things. We had only missed the actual trail by about 100 feet and we were better off for having picked a clear section and slid as the proper trail was fairly steep and boulder strewn – possibly not the best choice in the dark – with a dog and a couple of kids… The Guinea hens belong to someone, but roam the area along with a large herd of wild turkeys and local deer both of which like to run out in front of your bike when training in the park at dusk…
