I checked on the geocache I had placed here last fall. It was in good condition, except that some of the camouflage tape had been chewed off. Ants? Mice? A particularly rabid geocacher? I suppose I'll never know.
We had to climb this hill to get back to the main trail after wandering off in search of a geocache. There was a creek at the bottom of the hill. Not too hard to cross, as it was only about a foot wide.
Some trees are starting to turn green.
Another long, steep hill we climbed. Lorna nearly stepped on a grass snake near here. That gave her a start. She's used to Australian snakes, which are usually venomous.
I don't know what type of tree this is. The buds are maybe 3/4ths of an inch high.