One thing about selling an RV, and about which I could make a whole post, is that people are insane. They call to ask every question that’s been addressed in the listing. They make appointments and cancel them at the last minute. They call to set up another time to call. TBG is taking the brunt of this since it’s his phone given in the listing, and that is a good thing because I have little patience for such foolishness.
Another thing about selling an RV is that you have to be available to show it when someone expresses an interest. Being available means you can’t get too far from home, and that is how we found ourselves at another local trail on which we have spent a great deal of time but about which I have never blogged.
The name of the trail isn’t really “Lake Wilderness” but rather, officially, Cedar to Green River Trail. The Cedar part makes sense because it connects to the Cedar River Trail, but it never gets anywhere near the Green River (future county plans say it will, but it has a looooong way to go.) It does, however, connect directly to the Lake Wilderness Lodge, Park, and Arboretum, and no one around here would know what you were talking about if you called it by its official name.
Because this trail runs through town and housing developments, it has several access points. This one is behind the hardware store where we had to make a quick stop anyhow.
After about a mile from where we started, the lodge comes into view. You can take a side spur trail to it and the park if you’re of a mind to. We weren’t this time.
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| Lake Wilderness Arboretum |
In another half mile, you reach the arboretum. To the right of this photo are single-track trails through the woods. To the left, is the groomed arboretum. I had been through those walkways many times, but TBG never had, so we dipped down off the main trail to have a look around.
It has been awhile since I veered off the main trail, and it seems an 18-hole disc golf course has been completed at the west end of the arboretum. We added disc golf to our list of possible future activities to try. We used to “real” golf — or “hole golf” — as I’ve now learned it is distinguished from disc golf. A nice difference is that disc golf is largely free across the country, save for needing to purchase a couple of discs. In my cursory investigation, I learned that there is a Professional Disc Golf Association (PDGA), and there are certain types of discs designated as drivers, mid-range, and putters. That struck me as hilarious, but then I watched a couple videos of professionals switching to their putter-discs to toss into the basket only a few feet away, and I wanted to howl with delight over the utter seriousness of it all. I hope that if we do decide to try it, there is room for just plain fun with a couple of knock-off Frisbees.
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| Official Park Entrance |
These days, whenever we walk along our local trails, I try to see them through the eyes of someone who is only visiting the area, the way we will see local trails once we hit the road and are no longer locals. I have remarked many times recently that we would be really happy to find these trails here, and it makes me not only appreciate what we have, but what we have yet to discover.
The rhododendrons and azaleas were all bursting forth. Both sides of the arboretum are very popular places for hiding painted rocks. Although I know from the online groups that folks place literally dozens of rocks at a time and collect them by the basket-full, the one on this totem pole was the only one we came across. I did not collect it nor leave any of my own, since the Easter-egg hunt type of rocking isn’t my style. It’s a fun activity for the wee ones, though. Rock on, little rockhounds!
Coral-colored azalea, the softest green leaves of a kind of ornamental sequoia (that’s what the sign said) and a peony about to pop. All our wandering added up to about four miles by the time we’d retraced our steps back to the car. We were home in plenty of time to NOT meet a prospective RV buyer who had cancelled on us with a 3 a.m. text.
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And people think I’m nutty! |