I Don’t Get Tired of This

Yesterday afternoon was not hot, only around 70 degrees, so I decided to take Matey for a walk in his stroller. I like that this park has a well packed cinder multi-use trail that parallels the park road the length of the peninsula.

It’s mostly woods with a few pretty meadows and is a nice walk in itself.

We walked up to the next campground, Granite Saddle. There were some picturesque sites there.

At the end of the loop was a nice beach, but Matey wasn’t allowed there.

There was also a rocky outcrop, so I parked the stroller and Matey and I went up to the top.

It wasn’t far and gave a good view of the beach…

and the bay.

I saw on the park map a place called Harold Point Rocks. This morning we drove up to a nearby parking lot with the stroller in the truck. We brought the stroller along as we walked through another pretty campground to the path to the rocks. There we left the stroller behind. The rocks were large and flat and if we picked our path, Matey could walk on them.

This was a big area of rock.

It also made an outcropping into the bay.

There were beautiful views all around.

You could look down on another pretty little beach.

I think this island, with its boats, was outside the park boundary.

I love the windswept trees.

From one place you could look down to the end of the peninsula and see the lighthouse on the point.

When we got off the rocks we put Matey in the stroller. Bud took the truck back and Matey and I walked the two and a half miles. Trees, trees, trees; rocks, rocks, rocks. But I never get tired of it. Walking in the woods soothes my spirit.

If you pay attention to the small things you can see unusual things, like this Lycopodium, a nonflowering vascular plant. Called club moss or deer moss, these aren’t mosses at all and are classified in a different division.

And on foot you see the things others pass right by. This lovely doe stood and posed as I talked quietly to her. I think she had two fawns, but the other one is behind her.