We hiked the Green Fall trail today, my favorite. Many of the leaves are down, but the beeches are still clinging to most of theirs and the green is a nice contrast to all that brown.

There have been a few changes since we were here last spring.

A new bridge leads to the big rocks we always have so much fun scrambling up. This time, we scrambled down on our way back, too.

We saw no water flowing through the dam at Green Pond. We had such a dry summer, and the streams are only now beginning to recover.

The gorge, with its magnificent hemlocks, had a trickle of water running through it. Still peaceful and pretty, though.

This is the gnarly bridge that used to cross the river. Always fun.

Today, the logs were gone, replaced by rocks crossing what has become a tiny stream.

Ferns and mosses were still thriving in the clear autumn light.

It was a great day on the trail. But aren’t they all?