I know I am still on the younger side but since quarantine I have started Sunday driving to keep myself sane. I like to wander off and find myself some nice dirt roads in the middle of nowhere ā you know the sort I am talking about that are surrounded on all sides by trees and dotted with hunting camps and farmhouses from the 1700s. Roads that have enticing names like Stagecoach and Snakepit. I mean how could I not want to explore that??
Today was no different. I decided to go towards Wilton in an ambling drunken beeline weaving to and fro at random. It was fun! But as usual I was on the lookout for a nice trail to hike down. I passed by so many but they all either had āNo Trespassingā signs or were just trails crossing the road with no parking anywhere in sight. I basically had lost hope when I decided to return home. I was almost back when I noticed a sign Iād never seen before that literally read, āhiking trailā with a little arrow pointing towards a road Iād never been before. Universe, are you talking to me again? Because itās working.
The road turned to dirt and I found myself crawling at 14 miles per hour down it hoping the sign didnāt lie. I was almost to the end and believing it was all indeed just a rouse when alas I came across a big sign reading, āSheldrick Nature Preserve.ā SCORE! I took a quick turn and found myself in a grassy parking lot of sorts with two other cars, a bulletin board, and no real trail in sight, though I knew it had to be there somewhere.
Sure enough, as I looked at the map on the bulletin board an elderly couple wandered out from the back of the parking lotās field and I knew that must be where the trail was ā beyond a vast wild strawberry patch.
As I walked I came across the second couple whose car was in the parking lot right off the bat. OK OK, so I was out kind of late, still this meant I had the whole trail to myself! And it was QUIET. This is one of those trails out in the middle of nowhere that feels a bit like going back in time. I needed this bit of serenity. As of late I havenāt been feeling myself. Iāve been pretty drained and down in mood and wellā¦ this little bit of serenity fed my soul like nothing else. Almost immediately I had found some huge really weird mushrooms growing on a felled tree. They were waxy in texture and took some pretty wild forms. I was fascinated by them even though I havenāt the foggiest idea what they were. Probably something that could kill legions. Iām good at finding that sort of thingā¦ and thinking itās cute until told otherwise.
Anyway there were several trails here that connected to each other. I snapped a photo of the map with my cell phone before entering so Iād know where to go. It was fortunate. The path is at first all down hill and easy but what goes down must eventually come up and I am still flagrantly out of shape. I walked down Helenās Path and then turned taking Margaretās Meander which is a loop. This led me up some very steep hills which left me embarrassingly gasping for air. I canāt believe I let myself get this bad!
Still I was very much enjoying how quiet and peaceful it was here. The only noise I could hear were chipmunks skittering about here and there and a single crow watching me dubiously from the canopy. If only I had a place a beautiful as this in my back yard!
Iāll admit that after Margaretās Meander I was too exhausted to do the rest of the loopā¦ which if the internet is right had a river somewhere on it. I decided to leave that adventure for another day now that I know this place exists! And so close to home! Yep, it was the perfect little introvertās escape.
