It’s been a while since I strapped on the GPS and headed out into the middle of nowhere, today seemed like a good day to do just that.
Parked next to an old water truck that had license plates from 1960 on it, didn’t figure anybody would be by to move the truck today.
Turned on the GPS and headed out. Never been here before so I mainly stuck to a fire road and took old logging roads off into the woods. Some of the roads have been recently logged, some roads have not seen traffic for a long time.
There are countless roads like this; at one time they were full of log trucks and logging equipment. Once the trees have been cut down, the roads are rarely used. They go somewhere, but many times they end where the logging operations ended.
This time of year, all the plants are showing their protection from animals that would eat them. Thorns and stickers are everywhere. The thistle plant is a perfect example; lovely purple flowers on a plant with sticky, itchy thorns.
There are many old logging roads into the heart of the forest. I stopped here at this old logging gate, got a cell phone call and had to turn around and head home.
Got the GPS marks, I’ll be headed back here in a day or two.
