A new night.. a new adventure...

Last night our wandering took us to Sharon Woods, a pocket of green tucked next to a busy Interstate. There are trees, snow and even the requisite squirrels and birds aplenty. However, depending on the trail you choose and the hour of your hike, there are also the sounds of rush hour traffic.

Our family was here last summer for a tram ride and enjoyed the adventure thoroughly. Riding through meadow and forest, we saw the prettier and quieter parts of the park. (Sharon Woods even has a lake where children can fish.) Because of its location, in the heart of densely populated community, it is close to many people who use its trails for daily exercise. It is a busy and well loved Metro Park.

My dissatisfaction with the hike last night had more to do with the season and the snow than the actual assets the park has to offer. With the ground obscured by that cold white moisture, it is sometimes hard to find the entrances to "unimproved" trails. Because of this, our nightly excursions occasionally end up more "civilized" than I'd sincerely prefer. I crave green, quiet paths surrounded by trees. Mud, steep paths and unusual critters are a bonus.

Last night's trail, "did the trick", we had a walk. Just like boxed mac and cheese and ugly mittens, it was adequate. I think though, I have become spoiled. The Highbanks, Conkles Hollows and John Bryan parks of the world are like a double layer of cozy gloves and bubbly homemade macaroni and sharp Cheddar cheese. Yes... I am spoiled.

I guess though, if we all preferred the wilder trails, out in the boonies... they'd be crowded too!