So today I stop up the street from me & my son Sam & I Knock around in a cool old Pine grove right at the end of my road. It's just a neat spot to walk into.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/SAM_ROWS.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/MORE_ROWS.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/LINED_UP.JPG
Of course, kids always notice the "little things"
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/REMAINS.JPG
The little booger's shell was like frozen in time on the side of that tree in the sap.
One other pic.
Later in the afternoon I decided to take a little walk down the street and into the woods to visit a nearby "Spung or Spong" as I suppose you would call it. People seem to argue over the term for a Vernal pond which is what I believe it is. I figure as a result of nature or man made means, who cares... They're cool. I actually took a deer trail in to it as that was a clean and simple path to follow. What is hilarious about this particular body of water is the significant amount of visible deer activity on all 360 degrees of it's border when it is within a 1/4 mile of a local gun club. As the area is not really exposed to a ton of sunlight, the ground was still frozen and I could walk right into the heart of the thing and not get all slopped up.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SPUNG.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SPONG.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/THE_SPUNG.JPG
Complete with an admirable Beach. Give me an adirondack chair, a good book, and a whiskey, and I'll settle right in. Who needs the shore when Pestletown has all there is to offer.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/BEACH.JPG
Some cool Shrooms on a pine right on the edge.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SHROOMS1.JPG
Of course, no walkabout, anywhere in the entire damned Pine Barrens is complete without...
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/MYLAR_MADNESS.JPG
There were actually two. Is it possible these things somehow migrate to the Pine Barrens? Some primal instinct burned into their very make up?
So anyhoo... it was a nice walkabout and so close to home I could spit to the doorstep. On the walk home I of course have a trash bag in hand and was picking up as much of the plethora of trash left along Pesltetown road as I could. Every good trip has a price.
Here comes the A-HOLE factor.
A fellow driving who I know but am not particularly fond of back in the development behind me stops to see why I am walking. He rolls down the window and asks. "Because I felt like taking a walk" says me. "to where?" says he. I explain about the place I went and of course I get, "we ride quads all the time back here, I never seen that" (He's only been here since the middle 90's so it's not like I would expect him to leave his bubble and look beyond the quad tires to see what else is out there). Here's my favorite part... He sees the bag I am carrying and inquires. I tell him I am picking up bottles, cans, etc. as I go home. The S.O.B. actually laughed at me and said "why in the Hell would you do that? Other people left it!"
Now... I know this fellow's house and property as our kids go to school together. It is maintained and manicured, landscaped and Perty... all the while he passes my road every day, ignorant of the crap his fellow development folks toss out their windows. To make sure that you're own little piece of the planet meets the status Quo and "F" everything else... is a trait I hate beyond belief. Did I ever mention I hate people in general?
I give Kudos to Scott as he lives on the very edge of a bunch of real Jackasses. I feel for you. (explanation: The noble RednekF350, an environmentalist, naturalist, and woodsman beyond measure, lives in proximity to this fella I speak of and others like him).
Well hey!, It really was a nice little jaunt and my usuall overdone write-up and please do not let that last bit bum you out. I was glad to be out and pleased to bring in a little trash in the process.
Be well.... G.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/SAM_ROWS.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/MORE_ROWS.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/LINED_UP.JPG
Of course, kids always notice the "little things"
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/419/medium/REMAINS.JPG
The little booger's shell was like frozen in time on the side of that tree in the sap.
One other pic.
Later in the afternoon I decided to take a little walk down the street and into the woods to visit a nearby "Spung or Spong" as I suppose you would call it. People seem to argue over the term for a Vernal pond which is what I believe it is. I figure as a result of nature or man made means, who cares... They're cool. I actually took a deer trail in to it as that was a clean and simple path to follow. What is hilarious about this particular body of water is the significant amount of visible deer activity on all 360 degrees of it's border when it is within a 1/4 mile of a local gun club. As the area is not really exposed to a ton of sunlight, the ground was still frozen and I could walk right into the heart of the thing and not get all slopped up.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SPUNG.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SPONG.JPG
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/THE_SPUNG.JPG
Complete with an admirable Beach. Give me an adirondack chair, a good book, and a whiskey, and I'll settle right in. Who needs the shore when Pestletown has all there is to offer.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/BEACH.JPG
Some cool Shrooms on a pine right on the edge.
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/SHROOMS1.JPG
Of course, no walkabout, anywhere in the entire damned Pine Barrens is complete without...
http://gallery.njpinebarrens.com/data/424/medium/MYLAR_MADNESS.JPG
There were actually two. Is it possible these things somehow migrate to the Pine Barrens? Some primal instinct burned into their very make up?
So anyhoo... it was a nice walkabout and so close to home I could spit to the doorstep. On the walk home I of course have a trash bag in hand and was picking up as much of the plethora of trash left along Pesltetown road as I could. Every good trip has a price.
Here comes the A-HOLE factor.
A fellow driving who I know but am not particularly fond of back in the development behind me stops to see why I am walking. He rolls down the window and asks. "Because I felt like taking a walk" says me. "to where?" says he. I explain about the place I went and of course I get, "we ride quads all the time back here, I never seen that" (He's only been here since the middle 90's so it's not like I would expect him to leave his bubble and look beyond the quad tires to see what else is out there). Here's my favorite part... He sees the bag I am carrying and inquires. I tell him I am picking up bottles, cans, etc. as I go home. The S.O.B. actually laughed at me and said "why in the Hell would you do that? Other people left it!"
Now... I know this fellow's house and property as our kids go to school together. It is maintained and manicured, landscaped and Perty... all the while he passes my road every day, ignorant of the crap his fellow development folks toss out their windows. To make sure that you're own little piece of the planet meets the status Quo and "F" everything else... is a trait I hate beyond belief. Did I ever mention I hate people in general?
I give Kudos to Scott as he lives on the very edge of a bunch of real Jackasses. I feel for you. (explanation: The noble RednekF350, an environmentalist, naturalist, and woodsman beyond measure, lives in proximity to this fella I speak of and others like him).
Well hey!, It really was a nice little jaunt and my usuall overdone write-up and please do not let that last bit bum you out. I was glad to be out and pleased to bring in a little trash in the process.
Be well.... G.