The forest is alive with beauty and danger for those who dare to enter. After 4 years living near the mountains and only 2 legitimate snake sightings, I outdid myself on this last run. But I”m getting ahead of myself. We begin with The Deer Who Munches on Mulberry —
Part I – The Woods
During my leisurely run on Percival’s Island, I caught this deer munching on some mulberries that had dropped from a tree to the ground. I crept close to take a picture. The Deer was unfazed by my creeping and quite reluctant to leave his mulberry patch. I said, “Deer, why are you not afraid of me. I am the daughter of Man. As daughter of Man, I know that Man like guns and Man like meat. It would be wise to fear me and all my kin”
The deer just looked at me blankly and continue to munch.
Then I stopped to smell some roses growing wild along the trail.
Part. II — The Forest
Sunday I ran about 10 miles on the AT, where I saw plenty of thru-hikers, trail runners and creatures of the forest. About 20 minutes into my run, I almost ran over a snake on the trail. It was a black snake, not poisonous, but the close call scared the Bejeezus out of me, and the snake, judging by how fast he slithered into the woods.
That first snake sighting put me on guard. I had a feeling it would be a snakey day. The photo above is from my second of three snake sightings. This sucker was lying plum in the middle of the trail, just waiting to scare the Bejeezus out of me.
While recovering from snake trauma, I stopped to admire the mountain laurel that was blooming at higher elevations.
I also spotted this chap, who posed for a picture before skittering into the shadows.
Safe and sound, I emerged from the forest and crossed The Mighty James River Foot Bridge. What a Snake-tacular weekend!