The big old beech tree where I always liked to camp has finally fallen. It was a nice, flat, shady spot, close to water and just off the trail. If it rained, the joke was on me, because all of those beech leaves held enough water, that it continued to drip for hours after the rain had ended. The tree has been dead for some time, with shelf fungi scattered around its trunk. It was damaged somehow in the last logging operations. There was a broken winch cable under the old tree, so I suspect they may have winched or tied off to it and injured the roots. It was not a good timber- quality tree, but I had a sentimental attachment. The old tree held onto life for a long time and now it “lies in state” for passers- by on the trail to view.
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