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watched the storm. In a moment, the rain stopped as suddently as it had begun.
Drenched, we marched on to Alder Run, followed it upstream, crossed it, then bushwhacked — as expected—through tangles of alders, brambles, and closely planted spruce. At last, we reached the Blackbird Knob trail, and followed it back to the car, and lunch.
We had a half-day left, and drove north for a short walk to Bear Rocks. We explored the jumble of giant -windformed sandstones, and peered from Allegheny Front down the slope to Jordan Run. This was a place that early explorers had described as being heavily forested, except for strips of “huckleberry plains" along the ridgetops. Now the blueberry Fields are truly expansive. And they are bountiful. We picked blueberries by the handfuls. Some individual clusters yielded over two dozen ripe berries.
We circled through the huckleberry plains, back to the car, and home, remembering the bogs, grasses, rocks, dark water, windswept spruces, and wildness. We agreed we would return to Dolly Sods.
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