Out West

Goshen Pass, "the loveliest spot in Virginia," and the commonwealth's "oldest state-managed natural area," drew us a little south of our recent vacation destination, but we figured it would be worthwhile. Our first good look around came at a roadside pull off, which was clean enough -- as long as you didn't glance over the stone wall.
































The next day, we started out on a short hike to see some natural chimneys. The way was steep for a while, with a lot of smallish storm-toppled trees across the trail. Then it became flat and mossy and lovely -- except, there was rather a lot of scat, which we couldn't identify. Off the trail a little ways, we noted this rather old beer can. Then we met a bear.

I'm not saying the two are connected.

So we backed off Tower Hill and headed up the road to another hiking spot. There, we found this. "What would you do for a Klondike Bar?" Well, obviously not, "Pick up after myself."