It was Sunday afternoon and it was nice out so Andrea coaxed me into a walk, but we stuck close to home. We figured that we'd hit Allendale Woods and look for this supposed pond that may or may not exist.
We took a different path and found the stream... a good start. We found this Two-lined salamander...
The stream trickled along and was quite beautiful
We saw a hiker and asked where this mythical "duck pond" was. She said it was up at the top. So we turned around and headed up a path.
Know how I said that every garter snake in Allendale was shoestring sized? It turns out that's not true. This little fella was actually quite large, pushing 3 feet.
So I taunted him.
He didn't care much for that.
I guess he won that argument..
We found a lovely swampy area. Could this be the pond?
No, and this tree called us assholes.
We made our way uphill again and saw this waterfall...
I ran up to see the source. Well whaddaya know? It's duck pond!
Holy shit! This is sitting there all secluded-like in the middle of Boston! So peaceful and nice! These guys were enjoying it:
We made our way out, all excited with our find.
Of course, with a hot day on the horizon, we figured that we'd go back after Andrea got out of work on Friday. We went in the old fashioned way to see if we could find the pond with with a more familiar path.
The welcoming committee let us in and we headed straight up.
We found it pretty easily, though the light was rapidly dwindling.
This bull frog called me a dork.
This tree called me a twat.
I'm not sure what this one called me but I'm sure it was dirty.
At any rate, my faith was restored in nature walks. Finding the time to blog about it, however, sucks it big time!
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