Davey Woods SNP

 

Getting back out to hike somewhere new is a rare thing anymore. It always feels like I am short on time, which doesn't help. Still, I managed to pull off a new location for a hike about half an hour from my house, and it was a nice change of scenery. My wife and I headed to Davey Woods, a State nature preserve not all that far from home. I bookmarked it last year to go to, but didn't ever make it. 

I found that the park was quite nearly the middle of nowhere, though I know there are a few State Parks nearby. Parking was just a small grass field, and a gate that was just there to keep cars out. 

I think this was the first time I have been to a State preserve, instead of a County based one. It was also the first time I have ever seen a warning about Feral Swine in Ohio. I remember a girl in college that I used to talk to, and she used to work with a blind person to hunt wild boar in South Carolina. I heard a few stories from her, and also some family members of mine that had moved down there. Honestly though, I had no idea wild bacon was a problem in Ohio. (I looked it up, and it seems like a problem on the far side of the state, but... they are edible. Thank you ODNR for that information.)

Walking past the wild pig sign, I have to admit, I still have the wild pig / wild boar joke from Robin Hood Men in Tights stuck in my head. Seriously, I don't think I saw any signs of pigs, but I could be wrong. Maybe it was just a pig-free day? 

There are only two trails at the preserve, and we were able to hit both of them easily. I think the trail was a bit more technical than we are used to, but not difficult. It wasn't nearly as bad as the trail at Kiser Lake last summer.

One thing that did stand out on this trail was a small cemetery. With what looked like three graves, and not really near anything else, it was a strange sight to see. 

Now, to be fair, they died about 150 years ago. I ran the numbers, and it was after the revolution, and we need to recognize that the local forest are often young growth.  There might have been trees before, maybe most were cleared out for lumber, and this is just reclamation. I am curious what it looked like there a century ago. I suppose I could just start carrying a tape measure in my hiking gear and measure a few trees to estimate their age. Maybe they are older than I thought, maybe not. (Part of me thinks it is too much hassle, but writing that into a program might be useful in a classroom. I think curiosity will win out.) 

Either way, I am glad to have gotten another hiking location out of the way, even if it wasn't going towards filling out my State Park guidebook.  I don't know if I would go back and hit this location again, purely due to it being out of the way, and not being all that long. At least it was a change of pace.