Wednesday,
Remi and I traveled 32 miles northwest of Alma to hike again in the 160-acre, Hall’s Lake
Natural Area. Located east of Remus, this property includes three
preserves owned and operated by the Chippewa Watershed Conservancy. The early morning weather was sunny with a temperature of 57 degrees and no wind. Leaving the car at the east entrance, I hiked north down a 2-track into a dense
woods dominated by oak, maple and aspen and paused to glance at the
sun in recognition of its summer solstice that occurred earlier in the morning. Next, I followed a trail west into an area referred to as the
Red Pine Plantation. Planted some 40 years ago, these tall evergreens have created what is called a “Biological Dessert” on the surrounding forest floor. Nearby, I came upon a few deer
bones including one from the pelvis region and an old Birch
tree trunk with a pattern of holes made by a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker. Continuing west towards Hall’s Lake, I turned north to take in the sights and sounds along the
trail. Further ahead, I spotted: some Yellow Wax-cap
Mushrooms and Running Cedar Club
Moss in the leaf litter, a variety of ferns including:
Bracken,
Royal and
Ostrich as well as an abandoned Tent
Caterpillar nest. After turning around to retrace my steps, I came upon a noisy Gray
Catbird that appeared to be protecting its nesting territory. Sure enough, nearby, I spotted one of its
fledglings perched in a nearby tree, ready to test its wings. While spending their spring and summer here in Michigan, most of these birds migrate to Central America for the fall and winter. Approaching the car, I decided to turn north to quickly check out the deer
exclosure. Constructed a few years ago, this fenced-off area is meant to study the impact of deer browsing on forest vegetation. Finally, we turned around and made it back to the
car for our trip home.
You had barely left
When maples turned gold
Started to miss you
When November blew cold
Began to wait
When nights were long
Waited some more
When ice was strong
Longed for you
When deer were lean
Hope you’d come soon
To spread your green
You finally arrived
Been almost a year
Welcome back summer
Glad you’re here
D. DeGraaf
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