Our Watchtower Ride

A week ago Monday, Zoe and I headed out on our zippy mounts to find a trail we've wondered about for years. We've heard talk of the trail and seen what looked to be the way from the car-- it became a kind of search for the Holy Grail for us... the path from the farm to Wyman's Falls. For those of you are also RAC blog followers, I have posted most of the ride already there.

I call this our WatchTower ride, because as we met twists, turns and the metamorphosing disappearing/re-appearing trail, it reminded me of Bob Dylan's song- All Along the Watchtower... The more we trotted on, the more turned around and confused we became.

"There must be some kind of way out of here, Said the joker to the thief, There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. " There are some who interpret the two riders in the song as those in Old Testament Biblical verse, in which two riders on horseback deliver news of the fall of the ancient city of Babylon. Zoe and I - as 2 riders on a mission.. we never did get there to deliver any news of any sort.

The ride started innocently enough- But the challenges presented themselves soon and continued along the way.

Saplines that we had to duck under very carefully.

The fluctuating trail that disappeared, and re-appeared.

We finally reached the half way point in our quest-- crossing Trebo Road onto the trail which we believed would lead us to Wyman's Falls. We are excited ! Mission half accomplished ! so we think.







A short ways in-- we discover.. what's this ? squatters ? An odd little "settlement" in the midst of the woods.

As we near a small sunny clearing - we discover a hide-a-way Yurt with the beginnings of a lovely blooming roof ~

Coming upon someone's private sanctuary on the trail always creates a bit of apprehension for me.. But- No one seems to be around... which is a good thing because you don't want to come upon someone's wrong kind of 'secret garden' and get shot at.

We continue along, pecking away at our camouflaged pathways, through brush and openings that look like trail.

Decision time..
we can trot left... Choose the center

Or go to the opening on the right.

We chose the right - it seems to be headed in the right direction and we spy a deer path to follow.

Soon- we come to an area which has been logged of quite recently.. it's here we begin to run into serious directional problems. We spent quite a bit of time following false leads and wannabe trails here. We've come too far to quit now. It's here I begin to think-- there must be somewhere out of here.

Could this finally be the gateway that will lead us to what we are seeking ?

Nope-- it leads out onto the powerline.

And you can see from the photo, we have a ways to go. But- like I said-- we've come too far to turn back.

This powerline has to come out down onto a road somewhere and we can trot home from there.

Way off in the distance, there's a person walking in their field. maybe we can get over there and ask that person where we are ! :)

We eventually got out on the road and cantered and trotted for home ! it was a fun ride-- a long ride, and I am not sure if we'll bother re-visiting that trail again. But we will continue to search for the way to Wyman's Falls.

Enjoy your day ~