Spring is cooperating this year. Paul and I are wending our way easterly from deep in the southwest. For the 9th year, we are following spring’s pathway home. This year is exquisite. In my opinion, the red buds win this year followed by the brilliant white dogwoods, rich azaleas, blue and purple wildflowers and once in awhile we spot magnificent Magnolias. Rochester’s Oxford Street is famous for it’s Magnolia row. We hope to return in time for this splendorific array of blossoms.
Taking stock of all of the places we visit on our journey gives us goose-bumps, they are so numerous, so varied and unexpected. Two days ago, we finished our tour of Berea, KY a pretty college town just south of Lexington, known for it’s nurturing of artisans and the arts and crafts that they create. Finishing the tour of the artisan heritage trail in the mid afternoon, we chose, spontaneously, to drive to a remote area to hike our way up a rocky trail to Anglin Falls
The trailhead lies at the end of a half mile drive up a dirt road to a parking lot. Much to our surprise, the lot was full at 4:45 PM but lucky us, we didn’t have to wait long for a parking place. The park is dedicated to a former president of Berea college and what a tribute it is indeed. The trail ascends steeply up a rocky trail. The reward is a cliff seemingly suspended in the air. From the cliff, fine streams of water pour into the glen below. There are plenty of rocks to climb filling a rock climbers every desire to hop from one view to another of the falls. The wildflowers are at their peak here, the biggest treat being several Jack in the Pulpit plants just showing their “hoods” still green, before they turn a beautiful purple of the mature plant.
What a memory.