Yours truly had the chance to get out and do some hiking Friday afternoon. Starting on the little trail by the left of the toll booth at the lake, I traveled in a generally southwestern direction, eventually reaching Sandy Causeway and Fleming Pike. Turning back before reaching Chew Road, the return went down the old Central Jersey railroad tracks to 206.
While the tools of technology are ubiquitous, it was still a surprise to see this aerial out here.
In the spirit of compromise and good stewardship, I pledge not to drive my car on this trail.
While this bridge plaque is not in the condition it was in 1918, it is in far better shape than I will be forty years from now.
Looking down Fleming Pike. The sun was starting to get low, so it was time to head back down the tracks.
Defying the odds, this old plow horse was able to clear all of the obstacles without incurring any jumping faults.
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I reached the damaged Sleeper River trestle. There is still beauty here despite the despicable act of vandalism.
This was a curious find -- a pan, missing its handle, set on a piece of foot bridge.
Nearby, the missing handle was located.
One last view of the Sleeper before heading for home.
While the tools of technology are ubiquitous, it was still a surprise to see this aerial out here.
In the spirit of compromise and good stewardship, I pledge not to drive my car on this trail.
While this bridge plaque is not in the condition it was in 1918, it is in far better shape than I will be forty years from now.
Looking down Fleming Pike. The sun was starting to get low, so it was time to head back down the tracks.
Defying the odds, this old plow horse was able to clear all of the obstacles without incurring any jumping faults.
I reached the damaged Sleeper River trestle. There is still beauty here despite the despicable act of vandalism.
This was a curious find -- a pan, missing its handle, set on a piece of foot bridge.
Nearby, the missing handle was located.
One last view of the Sleeper before heading for home.
