The Old Loggers Trail in the Raystown recreation area is a classic. Nearly every footfall is either up hill or down with only the occasional respite when the trail follows an old logging road that was carved into the ridge face.  There is loose rock underfoot nearly all the time with the periodic appearance of seeps and streams that share the walking path and all is covered with a thick layer of leaf litter.  Know that this is the trail you will find in these parts but know too that the trail will take you to some beautiful places.

The lush green understory does its magic absorbing all the sounds of civilization around us. Song birds call from high in the treetops.  The sweet smell of primrose and mountain laurel mix with the damp earthy smell of the forest floor.  Springs babble and tinkle beside us as we zigzag across their route down the rocky ravine.

The trail ends at a cliff edge overlooking the lake. The still surface of early morning is now rippled with wind waves and an occasional boat wake.  A solitary loon floats far below us and a cormorant, wings outstretched, suns from his perch on a fallen tree.

It’s been a good walk. Our dogs are barking.  The planned 4.5 mile hike stretched to 7 miles.  We will probably sleep soundly tonight, as long as the leg cramps stay away!