I’ve made a habit of following deer trails lately. I’m never sure what I’m looking for but every day I seem to find it.
Today’s score was a rickety makeshift bridge and a dried up creek bed. Unfortunately, the creek bed dead-ended at the juncture of two private plots. There’s still acreage to survey and trails to ramble. I’ve seen signs of other trail users but have yet to bump into anyone or anything. I guess until then it’s my little secret.