
After a weekend of boring nothingness, I was eager to get back into the woods on Monday morning, but I was admittedly a little apprehensive due to deer season being only 3 days old.

After a weekend of boring nothingness, I was eager to get back into the woods on Monday morning, but I was admittedly a little apprehensive due to deer season being only 3 days old.

My “rest” weekend has been pretty crap due to the dreaded International Break and a lack of quality footy on TV. And avoiding any woodsy photo-creeps due to trigger-happy deer hunters looking for a kill. I’ll give ’em until Monday, but then I’ll be rolling the dice that none of their bullets find their way into the park.
The past two days were filled with lumbered miles, and more bucks looking for a good time. It was all the LAST of my leaf cleanup (I SWEAR!!) around the Cul-De-Sac Shack.

It’s strange that after 15+ years of living in central Michigan, my mind still thinks in Pittsburgh time, where the sun rises more than 20 minutes before it does here. So, while this has been a nice week of starting my lumbers in what is known as “civil twilight,” it will, of course, be coming to an end in the coming days1.
After that, I will have to at least start out with a headlamp if I want to keep my normal “business hours.” And sadly, this will be the case until after the Winter Solstice on December 21st, when the light will start creeping back into our lives.

For the sake of not forcing my daily micro-adventures down the throats of the world, I have limited my posting this week. [insert ironic crowd cheers here]
The reason being that while the week has offered me my normal allotment of miles, it’s been more “samey” than usual.
I wake early, drink some coffee, drive to the trails in the dark, hike 6+ miles, and hardly see any critters because the sun has only been fully up for about 30 minutes by the time I finish.

We here in the mid-Michigan area are enjoying a nice run of fall weather featuring abundant sunshine, blue skies, cold nights, and comfortable mid-50˚ days.

The weekend was the weekend, and as weekends go, it was a pretty good weekend. Know-what-I-mean?

It’s been busy Friday that started with a 6-mile lumber to get me over my 30-mile weekly goal, and then home for my second (or is it the third?) “Mulch Mow” this week of the leaves around the vast (not really) grounds of the Cul-De-Sac-Shack. Not my favorite activity, but a good way to get another mile or two in my feetz. Then it was on to more crap that I wanted to get done before the weekend.
More than half of my hike was done in the dark today, so I only have one photo. I did have a Bald Eagle sighting, and a pic, but it was flying high above, so it’s pretty crap. Still, seeing an eagle soaring overhead is always amaze.
I’m glad to have hit my 30-mile goal for the week again, and I’m of course looking forward to my weekend of slack, footy, beer, photo-creepin’, and goofing off.
Later.

The weekend was dark, dank, and raining most of the time, and that made me feel good to already have my 30 miles in, and nothing planned other than 48+ hours of slack, which started at 3:01 PM Friday.