While it was supposed to be clear, the rain kept up throughout the day.  Granted, it was just a drizzle, but it still wavered my motivation.  I stuck fairly close to home and drove to McLean, thinking I would enjoy the 5 1/2-mile loop I often do.  

I made it out to the Bissell Brook crossing (which, unless you want wet feet is a balancing act on a large, smooth, bark-less tree limb stretched across the brook, about 20' or so).  The limb was slippery and impossible to navigate, so I turned around and did an out-and-back.  Somewhere around 4.4-miles.

Map of the full route, I turned back at Bissell Brook

Skunk Cabbage