I am always on the look out for a new trail to run. I love exploring nature and getting a work-out at the same time.

So far, I have documented 70 different trails in this series. I would have no problem running any of them again. This one is the only exception.

I have ran a few grass trails like this before, and quite often they open up into a more varied trail experience.

This one didn’t. The only thing it had in store was puddles and more puddles. Some sections were nearly impossible to traverse.

And the parts that weren’t flooded were almost completely over-grown.

There was a little hill that was nice.

And this pond was a welcome sight too.

I had to turn around at that point though because the trail disappeared in the overgrowth. I thought I figured out where it lead but it was a muddy, soupy mess. So I headed back the way I came.

In the car, I noticed two ticks crawling around. It freaked me out. There have been plenty of news stories lately about ticks and how they carry lime disease.

I tried stomping them, but they just kept crawling around, so I trapped them in a Crispers bag I had been using for garbage.

I tore off most of my clothes and inspected myself for ticks. I couldn’t see any on me, so I thought I was safe.

My girlfriend checked me over too. I was clear.

I went back to the car and found another one crawling around near the door handle. I trapped him in the Crispers bag too.

Then, I made sure to vacuum out the entire car. I didn’t want to take any chances. I even threw out my socks and my shoes.

I know that was me just be paranoid, but I got a new pair of kicks I had been putting off wearing.

There was no way I was letting this close call discourage me from running trails. I just won’t be going back to Perch Creek in Sarnia anytime soon (or ever)

Photographic Running Tour Archive (70 routes and counting)