Saturday I finally set out to hike a local trail. Everything went well. It was a little chilly, but the stuff I brought kept me warm. I met a few people along the way. The trail was wide enough for us to pass each other without having to worry about masks, though I brought one anyways.
I only went three miles before turning back. Originally I wanted to do two out and back, but I didn’t think too much about doing an extra mile. I overdid it, and by the end of my hike my legs were killing me.
In its own way, that’s a good thing. It tells me I have good shoes and socks. Otherwise, I would have had more problems than sore muscles.
The trail itself was nice. It starts out next to a residential area, going through some trees and crossing a couple of roads. I could hear a train whistle off in the distance. There were a couple of cotton fields close by, along with a beautiful clearing and a literal bubbling brook. As I went further north, the scenery was quite nice for late autumn. I hope to eventually make it further out the next time I go.