The blue sky doesn't tell the tale of cold. While we were on the open towpath a winter wind kept us moving. When the trail dropped into the treeline the walk was less harsh. The cache finds were quick.
It looks like a bike trail culvert, and it is. It was also a very nice echo chamber. Lizzie thought I was weird.
An old farm gate along the rail trail tells of a past life for the land.
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