Down the Unknown Trail

This morning I ran through The Unknown Park. A friend told me it was called Brookfield Park, but I can’t find that through Facebook or Google, so I will continue to call it Unknown. This afternoon, I walked where I ran, taking pictures for a blog post.

I would have liked to stand in the road for a better view of the gates, but traffic was too heavy.

I walked up into the park and by the fields where they have athletic games, when they can have regular sports. I didn’t take any pictures till I got to the picnic area.

Beyond the picnic area is a trail. Before going where I ran, I walked to the other end of the trail, where I thought I saw some stairs.

I took a picture of the beginning of the trail before retracing my morning run.

I thought about how I would have climbed that ridge in my younger days.

I wanted to get a shot of the brook to my left, but that was not as easy.

Before I got back on the trail, I saw a sign tacked to a tree.

I wanted to get a shot further upstream. Then I saw a path to the water I hadn’t noticed when I was running.

I picked my way carefully over the rocks. I do not need a sprained ankle to add to my troubles.

I resisted the temptation to go off trail and further explore the brook.

The trail comes out on the road that leads to Herkimer College the back way. I did not continue uphill but took a picture.

Then I took a picture of the way I did walk.

I really enjoyed my walk, especially in the unseasonably warm weather we enjoyed today. Things are supposed to get colder and rainy tomorrow, so I felt I had used my time wisely.