One day we tried to go for a hike.
We were distracted by a man who told us there was no hike, nothing , go away.
his name was paul.
he was bald.
he lived in a quaint little house on the edge of the woods with a tidy lawn. I can't believe the tidiness of some wood lawns, I find it ridiculous and were I to have the same home my lawn wouldn't be a lawn for a start.
I am going off track.
We got a bit hacked off at Paul as it was public land and a trail listed on the WTA website.The trail was much overgrown and this little crushed gem was at it's start.
the trail not much of a success for a good long hike as just too over grown.
