ironton rail trail in the snow

Lydia was right. The IRT was plowed. For the most part it was dry. There were a few melty, icy parts. But we won't talk about those.

Lydia couldn't make it. The party-animal was out last night celebrating her 40th, and just woke up when it was time to leave. So it was Bonnie and I.

We arrived to a packed parking lot. It must be one of the few plowed trails. It was like rush hour. Of course the 40+ degree temps didn't hurt. But I think the big allure was the plowed trail.

Since we've been couch potatoes for the last two plus weeks, we planned to do 1.5 out, maybe 2, and then come back. But we turned right, and I knew we were doing all six. And we did.

Here's some scenes from the snowy trail.

 The train in the lot. Children climb on it and sit in it.

 An angel in the snow

 The creek.

 Have a seat. You better shovel it first.

 The kilns.