The fall colors of Forest Park

Every time I come to P-town I look to see Forest Park cascading across the ridge of the west hills. This time it was mandatory. Fall was in full color and it had been warm for days on end with no signs of shifting. We drove up Burnside. I mean all the way up Burnside, until it stopped being Burnside. Deb left us the map guides to Forest Park, and you must be armed with these maps if you are to navigate the extensive trail system or even find your trail head. Even with the maps, we passed ours and had to turn back to relocated it.

Sun was shining. Weather was sweet. Made us want to kick the leaves with our feet. We followed the Avenue of the Trees trail. It was rather like an avenue of trees, an avenue which wound down the fire trail to meet with the Wildwood trail that runs the entire length of the park. We basked in the colors for hours and enjoyed a brief encounter with nature.