I wish you could have heard the song of the brook, and smelt its freshness, and experienced the beauty of the clear, crisp water. It was such a treat to spend time near this stream.
The froth is just clean water mixed with clean air. So refreshing.
Someone has a tree house right by the bank. What a wonderful spot !
The trail leading by the stream is an old railway bed that is now used as a walking, biking trail in the summer, and a skiing trail in the winter.
A bridge further upstream crosses water that is tranquil. View to the west.
View to the east.
Yet another bridge as this is a very windy stream. A little pond has been formed here as someone has made a small rock dam to slow the flow a little.
How could you not want to splash in that pond?
The water is so clear that the gravelly rocks on the bottom pick up a yellow tone from the sunlight.
As you can see , this bridge sits in quite a dip. Years ago, a railway trestle bridged the two high points. Occasionally when we were kids, we crossed over it even though the decking was gone. I found it scary to cross it with the water rushing by below.
I am hoping to walk this trail later in the fall when the leaves have turned colour. It should be really nice then, too.