Tiny shoot coming up.
The easiest way to find the sprigs is to locate last years plants.
After driving back up the hills we switched over the truck for the jeep, grabbed the dog and the rifles and headed up the into the bush for a 4X4. The snow on the back roads has finally melted enough to allow access into the back roads. It felt liberating, finally being able to drive into the remote areas again. Once up into the meadows the snow cleared and we were able to let the little dog run free while we set up some target practice.
After some shooting we decided to continue down the road. The sun was shining and the lower we got in elevation the greener the area became. The scent of buttercups was intoxicating and the hills were buzzing with honey bees.
Little dog is not usually trusted off leash.
Open ranges and blue skies encouraged us to keep driving.
Open range cattle with their adorable little ones.
After driving for a long ways we were sure that the trail had to connect back up to the city. The day was getting late and we were both getting extremely hungry. Eventually the road stopped at the edge of a large farm. Although our GPS indicated that the road continued just beyond the farmland, there were several cattle gates and a large field to pass through.
Of course, one might be persuaded by the sun late in the sky and the promise of a meal out, not having to make the rough hour long drive back home to cook. Therefore, I would imagine that it would be easy enough to open that cattle gate and drive through the fields. One would then have to drive past the farmer's houses and barns, close enough to be in shouting distance. Once past the main farm house you might find an old community of turn of the century homes, abandoned and boarded up. You would have to pass though the old garden groves and orchards only to end up a large gate with a huge lock on it. After realizing that this gate was secured you would have to turn around, drive down the next lane, past the abandoned homes to the second gate. After discovering that this second gate is also securely locked you might notice the large NO TRESPASSING sign on the outside of it. At this point, you might get a little panicky, trapped inside this farmland, wondering how you might be able to escape it. It may seem that the only option is to turn around, drive through the old community again, through the orchards, past the barns and main house, across the field, unlatch the cattle gate and drive back onto the 4X4 road of which you came. All the while, one would clearly be trespassing, worried the farmer would come running out yelling, waving his double-barreled shot gun.
Now of course once A and I came up to that first cattle gate we turned around to go back home. We would know better than to boldly enter onto someone else's land, especially in a vehicle with a couple of firearms and ammunition in clear view on the back seat. Neither of us would be tempted by a meal in town so I can only imagine that this is how the story would go....
Gorgeous farmland that one might have to cross through to make it into town.
After making it home again A and I did something we haven't done since moving to the interior. We made the long trip back to town because neither of us felt like cooking. We enjoyed a nice dinner at a local club house and stuffed ourselves with rich foods and fine drinks. It was a great way to end such a lovely day.