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Turkey tracks?

It would seem we were the first humans to break snow on this part of the path. The path starts about midway between the lake and the lodge, then meanders off into the woods. Some trees have been cleared for modest development; others have been cleared by nature. But it's still fair to call it a wood. It doesn't take long, between snow and shocking blue sky, to forget civilization.

It's between 3 and 4 on a Friday afternoon. Temperature hovers around freezing, with a light wind. We walk about a quarter of the path before we turn back and return to the lodge.