Published by the DAILY RECORD of Morris County, New Jersey
On Sunday, August 23, 2015
Note from Madeline:
I’m taking a summer break
so am sharing one of my classic columns from 2003. In 2012 the connection from Roxbury’s
Horseshoe Lake Park to the Black River Wildlife Management Area railroad bed trail to Chester opened a
floodgate of runners, cyclists and hikers to the trail that was known by my
running friends as “Madeline Trail”. No
longer mine; it is now shared by many.
Back in 2003 I wrote about my then tranquil trail.
RUNNERS AREN’T ALONE AT BLACK RIVER GAME PRESERVE
Concentrating on the steep, rocky trail, I was startled by
what sounded like a dog’s yelp off to my left.
Looking up, I saw a fox scampering up the trail ahead of me.
I was surprised that I had caught the wild canine so
unaware. It was almost within tagging
distance.
My surprise shifted to suspicion. Surely the fox had known I was
approaching. I had hardly been silent as
I climbed over the rocks. What was it up
to? I turned to examine the brush
alongside the trail.
Three pairs of bright eyes looked back at me from their
hiding place. The trio of fox kits had
clearly been commanded by their mother to remain still while she diverted me.
Not wanting to cause any more alarm for the fox family I
continued my run up the trail, following Mom as she had planned.
These were not the first wild animals I had encountered on
the Black River Wildlife Management area in western Morris County but they were
certainly memorable.
I run on the game preserve often, even during hunting
season. I wear bright yellow and orange
and choose the days carefully.
During the firearm deer season I stay on the roads, but
during the rest of the fall I enjoy the beauty of the game preserve and its
trails.
One particular morning I was lost in thought as I moved down
the trail. Suddenly, there was noise and
movement everywhere.
A herd of deer had been spooked by pheasant hunters
approaching from the west and they were on a fast retreat.
I was alone and probably familiar to the animals. They paid me no attention as they charged
past. They dashed across the trail in
front and behind and on both sides of me.
For a moment that was suspended in time, I was in the center
of this hurricane. It had to be one of
my most exciting running experiences.
Usually though the game preserve trail is tranquil. For me it starts on Pleasant Hill Road in
Randolph.
It was once a railroad line that carried iron ore out of the
area and is responsible for the tiny railroad town of Ironia.
Now part of the game preserve the trail parallels the Black
River as it flows southwest to Chester.
The sand and cinder trail is roughly 4 ½ miles long, a nine
mile round trip. I can alter the
distance by throwing in a loop of two to three miles running on the rural roads
in Chester before heading up the trail again.
Although good for even pacing because of its flatness, I can
also give myself a good hill workout by climbing up to the power line trail. It was here that I encountered the fox
family. Somewhat rocky, sometimes
grassy, this trail is good for running cross country.
Not everyone appreciates my wilderness trail. Some city friends don’t relish encounters
with uncaged deer and foxes.
I’ve taken marathon shufflers on it. They stumbled and fell and went back to the
roads. For me, it’s my favorite running
route.
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Contact Madeline Bost at madelinebost@verizon.net.
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