I was torn between a few choices in selecting a subject line for this blog, but finally settled on the above. After all, Snyders Landing turned out to be a central element in the walk we did on Sunday. My plan had been to drive to Snyders Landing and park there, and then walk downstream towards the Shepherdstown entrance to the trail. Well, finding Snyders Landing Road, the road leading to the landing itself, was something I had attempted in the distant past without success. I had remembered that I had not been successful in reaching the parking lot at Snyders Landing at that time, but I had forgotten why. I was destined to learn my lesson once again! I missed the turnoff from Route 34 to Snyders Landing this time also, and, before I knew it, we were heading towards the Shepherdstown entrance to the trail.No problem! We could walk from Lock 38 at the Shepherdstown parking area towards Snyders Landing along the trail.
What we did not factor in was the distance between the two places. It was more than I had anticipated. I had not done my research properly. Since Snyders Landing had figured in the planning for the morning, we were still curious about it. Snyders Landing became the destination for the walk in spite of the distance involved. And we made it in good shape.We managed to walk the longest distance that the two of us have done together on the towpath! I call it a “slog”, but it was not too bad. The sun was out, but it felt cool. We were walking in the shade of the greening trees the whole morning. We took it really easy, enjoying our surroundings.
Another possible subject line for this blog could have addressed our experience with the Virginia Bluebells in this section of the trail. Some may be thinking that I have talked about these plants enough already, but Sunday’s visions of the fields of blue was even more expansive and amazing than what we had experienced the previous week – when I had thought that we were at the optimal place to experience the presence of bluebells. The bluebells were everywhere you turned during this walk. You could see these fields of blue and green extending to the limits of the woods. Bluebells dominated our experience of the morning. Unfortunately, because of the nature of the colors, pictures cannot do this sight and experience justice.
Another possible subject line for this blog could have been related to the caves that we passed by in this section of the towpath. There were many more than we usually see. One of the campsites in this section is named after a cave – the Killiansburg Cave Campsite. I am actually not sure which of the many caves we saw that this refers to. People seem to have a explored a few of them. But these caves did not excite me enough to want to explore them myself. It is partially a fear of the unknown. I have not read much about them. And there was nothing particularly enchanting to me about a picture of the mouth of these caves either. It was fairly easy for me to dismiss a title for the blog mentioning anything about this!
We saw a few more new flowers of the season. These included Speedwell,and Chickweed.Both of these flowers are really tiny and can be missed easily.
We did see some Trillium.
The Redbud trees are blossoming everywhere.I could not identify the bush pictured below with these unique flowers, but I suspect it could be a Virginia Waterleaf plant. (I have since confirmed that this is not Virginia Waterleaf!)Mayapple flowers should be out soon.
There were lot of butterflies, including different kinds of swallowtails and the Cabbage White (or Small White) butterflies. We could not get the butterflies to settle down long enough for me to take a picture, although a few of them seemed to be hanging around us for a while as we were walking. I did manage this one picture.
This was an especially long morning because of my initial misstep that caused us to miss our targeted destination, and because of the distance covered on the trail. We are getting much more used to such long mornings these days, especially since we have started to drive to places that are further away, places that we are visiting together for the first time. We do not feel rushed even after we get back home. I even had time for a nap!
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