December 2, 2020 - Sharon: Borderland State Park
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From C to almost B |
There is a complex web of trails here and I am appreciative that the BCT is well blazed. Just to give you an idea, these were the trails I traversed: the Pond Walk to the West Side Trail, to the French Trail, to the Northwest Trail, to the Ridge Trail, to the Morse Loop Trail.
There are lot of leaves down which, in open areas, can make it challenging to pick out the trail. Sulu’s nose led the way on many occasions. I wonder what it is that he’s scenting. As we get further from the visitor’s center the trails are less traveled, so the last hiker’s scent must be quite old.
Most of the trees here are deciduous so there’s very little green except for a few baby pine trees, wintergreen and mosses. The trails are wide but rocky and rooty in places.
New plant to me. Anything green is more noticeable now. |
Once we were deep into the park and hadn’t seen anyone for a while, I let Sulu off lead, which of course he really enjoyed.
My impression of Borderland was formed from its being the Poodle Club of Massachusetts’ annual show site for many years. We would set up the rings against the backdrop of the grand house.
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Back in the day |
I pictured the trails would be more like carriage roads, but this side of the park is more like the Middlesex Fells, with ups and downs and lots of rocks.
There’s also lots of ponds and lots of running water.
We were surprised by a pileated woodpecker flying close to the trail and landing on a tree. They are really impressive birds.
After about an hour and a half of hiking, we reached the turnaround point. No Uber needed!
On our way back to the car, there was a little unscheduled sun shower, with micro hail stones.
Evidence! |
For most of the hike there was no road noise, a rarity in the populated areas I hike in. But alas, there was landscaping noise, whether it was a chainsaw or a leaf blower, I could not discern.
We made it back to the car with half an hour to spare, although I was a bit footsore from anxious trudging on the rocky trails.
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The mansion on this day |
Admiring the view |
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