Shrouded in mystery, Trail Gnomes quietly live among us. These generally jolly creatures lovingly care for our trails so that others may enjoy.
One such Gnome, we will call him "Jerry", was feeling a little guilty this summer. See, Jerry likes to ride his Gnomecycle much more than he cares manual labor, so he'd missed a few of the CITA sponsored trail work days.
His absences were gnawing at him, and Gnomes don't do well with gnawing, so Jerry decided to make amends by fixing a particularly deep mud hole at Banner. If you are unawares on Banner, or Summerset State Park, this unique trail makes good use of the acutely undulating terrain left behind by an old mining operation. A gnice roller coaster ride, it is also prone to prodigiously collecting runoff in certain spots.
One portion had gotten so bad it could have easily swallowed a gnomecycle whole and Jerry just couldn't cotton to that anymore. Luckily, the offending bog was located where the trail cuts close to a gravel road, so access was easy...'cept he'd have to wade through a bog just to get there.
Gnomes don't swim, but their little boots do get stuck in the mud and gnearly pulled off their stubby little feet. Hmph.
Jerry dumped 5 bags of gravel in there plus 5 or more buckets he scavenged off the road and its STILL mushy. Gnomes don't like mushy trails, but if it ever stops raining for more than one day at a time it should dry out....maybe.
Sorry about the blurry photography, Jerry isn't good at taking pictures especially when being menaced by a horse fly that is big enough to pick up a Gnome and carry him away.
With the left over stones he fixed a couple other spots too.
Like the one just opposite of Jerry's Bog.
And the one at the end of the loop.
More gneeds to be done at Banner, but hopefully these spots hold for awhile. Jerry's conscious is now clear and he's off on his gnomecycle once again.