Six of us set out in the crisp coolness of the morning through the pathways of Tuckers Field along a ridge of old trees and fallen leaves to arrive at Bunchberry’s backdoor. The forest held such a variety with meadows inbetween. Here the birch make their stand.Tamaracks laid a cushy yellow carpet and perfumed the air.
The sun was out to celebrate our day hiking Bunchberry!
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