From there the trail swooped on and quickly dropped back down to the flowing Wissahickon creek. The waters were teeming with the invisible trout stocked only a week ago for the opening of the fly season. The ride was through contrasts of natural and not. An experience, I decided, no more than complete without a ride down the Rocky Steps.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Worlds Away
A day on the Wissahickon Valley Trail began by riding up the Schuylkill River Path to the trailhead just up from Center City. The 28 mile round trip included a stop in a pine grove of unusually tall and slender trees growing atop a ridge overlooking the creek. They looked different than the common pitch pines of the local Pine Barrens and surrounding forests but stood out in a familiar way all their own. The trees and the smell came as such a surprise that they caused me to stop in my track. I thought about Flagstaff, Arizona and the Lodge Pole Pine forest a world away.
From there the trail swooped on and quickly dropped back down to the flowing Wissahickon creek. The waters were teeming with the invisible trout stocked only a week ago for the opening of the fly season. The ride was through contrasts of natural and not. An experience, I decided, no more than complete without a ride down the Rocky Steps.

From there the trail swooped on and quickly dropped back down to the flowing Wissahickon creek. The waters were teeming with the invisible trout stocked only a week ago for the opening of the fly season. The ride was through contrasts of natural and not. An experience, I decided, no more than complete without a ride down the Rocky Steps.
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nice ride, how'd it handle those stairs?
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