tail on the trail in easton

It's  National Get Outdoors Day. It was also the June Tail On The Trail event at Hugh Moore Park in Easton. So we did what we do best. We put our collective tails on the trail, and got walking outdoors in Easton. How's that for a contrived sentence?


I made reservations Thursday for Bonnie, Megan, Lydia and I. The toddler didn't need a reservation. Also with us was Lyd's friend Jelly Bean.

Lydia, JB and I came together. Then Bonnie, Megan and the baby came together. The group is so large now that you need two cars to carpool.

We arrived first. The line to sign in was long.  Probably because you could ride the canal boat at 11 free.  There were vendors with tents of goodies and the St. Luke's van was giving out veggies and cooked food from a vegan restaurant. Gotta tell you the carrot ginger soup looked yummy. But it was 85 degrees. Who eats soup at 10 am in 85 degree weather? Not me.

Today was pick up for the 35 mile challenge. It was this little first aid kit. Nice, but disappointing. Vinyl, with zipper and hook. I received one that wasn't quite as nice a few years ago at a race. I've been refilling it since. I've now combined the two into this one. By really, my injuries could never be cured with a band-aid.Though the aspirin might come in handy.

We also could have gotten the bag of veggies—scallions and kale and something else. Can you picture the kale after sitting in the hot car? Even the goats that were eating the invasive plants wouldn't have touched it. Compost!

 JB and Lydia waiting for Clan Stephens to arrive.

 Better graffiti. I also saw a yellow version of the N. Do one thing and do it well? Looks like a stencil.

Megan and the wee one on the bridge. His favorite parts of this walk: trains, geese, and sliding boards. His blueberries fit nicely in his cup holder. Note to self, put wax paper in the back packs. Those slides were slooooooow.

Lydia and JB did about 3.5 miles. Megan, Bonnie, the toddler and I did about 4.25 maybe. We went all the way to the lock.

When we got back it was maybe 11:50 and all the vendors and food places were closing up. Oh well. The carrot ginger soup was probably gone anyway.

Comfort Station: I-3.5 (but no soap)

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Updates: The Hoover Mason trestle is supposed to be open in 2 weeks. They've cried wolf enough times that I'll believe it when I see it.