Well, I can’t say that every step is rocky, but pretty close
To be fair to the state of Pennsylvania, there have been some non-rocky sections
Saw some more “creatures” that Pat calls “forest friends”
One with a blowhole
One looking stern
One about to devour a log
As I my have mentioned, it’s hunting season and people in Pennsylvania love to hunt.
When I ran into Robey-Dobey heading south, I knew she wasn’t going to be mistaken for a deer.
And saw some nice stuff along the way:
Long shadows heading northeast in the evening:
Tulip poplars sure are tall and straight
It is supposed to drop below 32 degrees tonight, and the only thing still in bloom in the forest is witch hazel