Day 2
March 8, 2009
Have you ever walked forest trails that look like dry creekbeds? Today I walked those forest trails and they were not empty; they were not dry. Water. Water. Water.
It gushed out of the ground and ran down the hills, gathering volume and strength. Gurgling. Sputtering. Gushing. Water. Water. Water.
The air was thick with fog and mist. Water. Water. Water.
We lunched in a Hemlock Grove beside a creek that overflowed it banks. Water. Water. Water.
The skies opened and a gentle rain began to fall; eventually it drenched us. Water. Water. Water.
Allegany State Park
North Country Trail
