Made it to Adams to see my Mom on Mother's day, which was an outstanding visit.  The day cleared up much better than expected for an added bonus.

Once back in Connecticut, the sun was still shining and I got out to the Metacomet for a 3-mile trail jog.  The shine wore off some for me, as the trail had been corrupted by motorbikes at some point today.  The ruts were bad, as can be expected after 2-days of heavy rain.

It isn't my favorite thing, to see motor-cycle activity on a hiking trail only path.  It really confuses me when the bikes decide to do it not in the middle of a dry spell, where damage to the earth would be at a minimum, but at a time like today when everything is muddy and soft. Being disrespectful of the woods in this way makes me feel deep sorrow.