Driveway and pathways cleared of snow? ✔️

Bird feeders filled? ✔️

Sandwiches packed? ✔️

Microspikes in truck? ✔️

And we were on our way over the hills and through the woods.

It’s actually a short journey to this trailhead, but by the time we arrived, it was already 11am and others had been there before us, thus making the trails easy to follow in the fluffy snow.

And even My Guy appreciated the beauty that surrounded us.

About an hour later, we reached lunch log and the view through the trees included Peabody Pond in Sebago.

It wasn’t long after that when we climbed up to the beginning of the open ledges at the summit and looked back toward Pismire Mountain in Raymond in the distance and a bonsai Pitch Pine in the forefront.

There are a few landscape photos one must take when on this mountain, Peabody Pond being one of them. Thanks to the volunteers and staff of Loon Echo Land Trust who cut down some trees to open up the scene.

Another must-take is Hancock Pond to the west, and we always wave to our friends Faith and Ben, even though we know they aren’t in residence at this time of year. But we trust that they wave back anyway, from their winter home.

Before we left the summit, I took a couple of seconds to admire the Pitch Pine needles because I wanted to honor some of the evergreens that grow here.

While White Pine has bundles of five needles, spelling M-A-I-N-E for our state tree, or W-H-I-T-E for it’s common name, I used to think that trees with three needles were Red Pines. They are not. Rather, these are the needles of the Pitch Pine: three strikes, you’re out!

Red Pines also grow on the summit and in other places along the trails, along with the ubiquitous Whites.

Red Pines, however, have bundles of two rather long and stiff needles that snap in half easily, rather than being short and flexible like those on White Pines.

Our journey continued to a false summit, where another view shot needed to be taken. Often, from this spot, Mount Washington is visible in the saddle of Pleasant Mountain’s ridgeline, but the red arrow is pointing to clouds that obscured the mighty one on this beautiful, crisp day.

My Guy asked me which way to go, and I told him to keep turning right at intersections. That is, until we reached the Trail End sign. He didn’t obey the sign, nor did he turn right here. Instead, we did a U-turn and headed toward the parking lot.

Along the way, however, I wanted to honor one more evergreen because I know several grow here, but don’t often get to see them at other places where we hike. These are the needles of Jack Pine; in short bundles of 2: Jack and Jill.

And right next to them I met another evergreen I can’t recall ever spotting before. Maybe I have, but today it was like meeting it for the first time: a Northern Cedar. What a fun find. And the topic for a future public hike formed in my mind: Meet the Evergreens.

About three hours later we arrived back at the kiosk, noting ours was the only truck in the parking lot. We’d met only one other person and his friendly dog, but by the prints left by other humans and dogs, we knew the trails had been well traveled today.

The orangy-red indicates our trails of choice. We’re rather predictable on this mountain, most often traveling this route.

At the end of the hike, I returned the hiking pole I’d borrowed, grateful to Loon Echo Land Trust and its kind volunteer who had created these, since when I went to grab my pole from the back seat, I realized I’d pulled it out the other day. Silly woman.

Hiking pole in truck? Not a ✔️

As soon as we arrived home, I put it back in so that next time I’m ready and someone else can use the poles at the kiosk.

Thank you once again to Loon Echo, not only for the pole, but for preserving this beautiful property in perpetuity and maintaining the trails and always thinking not only about the landscape and its importance, but all who travel here as well.

It was a perfect day for a Bald Pate Mondate.