I had to get out for a walk this morning, though. As much as I love my house, I can only stay inside for so long. It was obvious when I got there and did my stretches that I've been off the exercise and PT for a while. Stretching my right calf hurt the bottom of my right foot! It's all connected, after all.
After three weeks away, hunting season has started, and the Northern trail has a new terminus, about a third of a mile closer than the last spot where they dug the road out. It's a shame, too, that's a scenic third of a mile. This is the new spot where it ends.
It's a bummer for sure, but I'm proud of all the time I devoted to exploring the areas I can no longer get to.
And it's funny that today of all days I discovered I lost a lot of scenery, because I wouldn't have been able to see much anyway. The fog was just that thick.