I have been to Little River State park many times at this point but it is spring and it is much better to stay off higher elevation trails due to mud and more importantly trail erosion. So I ended back in the moderate lowlands again. The park was busy so I jumped onto the VAST snowmobile trails to get away. There I found a wide variety of flowers. No idea what they are though.
It almost looked like lady slippers or something, but also at the same time not at all like lady slippers.
This looked like a red trillium but I am sure that isn't it either.
This is where the snowmobile trail ended after several miles. The forest here seemed to be fairly old and I sat listening to a very active group of birds sing their hearts out. I also took the time to verify that this was not the trail I thought I was on and that this road wasn't even on my map.
The stream running underneath it was quite nice.
On the other side. Then back to retrace my steps to where the trail should be. I tried to teach Sal to walk quietly through the underbrush but he... he wouldn't slow down long enough to learn.
Cool mushrooms, nature knows how to rock the color.
There is an old sawmill deep in the woods, the last two times here I did not get to it for various reasons but this time I made it back.
People had been arranging debris in a variety of ways. I will have to return to those snowmobile trails later.
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