On the Trail : To Puppyville and Beyond

Puppys do not practice any known form of Social Distancing. Yes someday, if this Blog somehow survives, someone will have to reference the InterWeb to decoded that sentence.

Let's tackle the matter of Puppys first. This hike would take us from Gate 27 down to the road that Puppyville was located on.

J.R. Greene recounts a valley resident as saying "Puppyville and Millville should have switched names". Because when they knew the villages Puppyville had no dogs and Millville had no mill. Puppyville at ,one time, did have a resident that had a lot of puppys. Thus the name. Turners Falls has a hill Rabbit Hill, the road up the hill winds up a hill past several houses. Locals on the hill were said to have raised large families.

Off we went to find a lunch spot. Prioritization is a great skill to have when in the woods.

Certainly felt like Spring was coming. So light the stove and lets get lunch going!

Quabbin is such a great habitat for all kinds of species. Woodpeckers or maybe just a solo woodpecker, had quite the trough chiseled out of this tree.

Theresa spotted something down the road. Moose! ( sorry no picture).

We watched it wander into, what we thought were the woods, to the left towards the water. It must have heard or smelled us and moved away at walk.

My sister in-law Mary spotted the first track. The Moose had headed down the road. Moose walking cover territory quickly. Their long legs give them an amazing all-terrain capability.

We wandered to the intersection and down to the waters edge our destination.

Wandering the shore we found this interesting root structure. The was a similar toppled over tree during one of our last adventures here.

Forest Forensics once again.

The trunk of the fallen tree was a pretty significant food source. Unlike the other fallen tree we found there was no growth that looked active to my untrained eye.