Leetonia Road in Tioga State Forest
July 17-18-19, 2007
Leetonia Road south off route 6 has so many butterflies! It is the road to take for seeing lots of them. It has been many years since we were here, but we remembered our old camping spot as soon as we came to it. It is just at the bend in the road before the bridge over the stream. There is a grassy spot where we parked. The stream makes a sweeping s curve here. Water rushes down over the rocks into a deep pool of green water then continues to flow into a narrow channel and widens as it continues. There is a constant sound of running bubbling water. The rock shelf steps down to the water on the grassy side about eight feet. On the roadside rock shelf there is a drop of 10 feet into the deepest part of the water. There are at least three big fish in the pond and lots of little minnows. The trees all around are mostly hardwoods with a few pines. Milkweed, queen Ann’s lace, daisies and lots of greenery fill in all the spaces.
We set up a camp bringing out our tables and chairs. With the awning out we have a nice little area. Will kept a smoke fire going; it is for ambiance as much as to keep the bugs away. We spent time playing games like Chinese Checkers and Boggle and reading. Will fished. Kathy fed bread balls to the minnows. We worked puzzles.
One evening a grandma brought her teenage kids to swim. They dove in the water and went right back around to jump in again. The water was cold they announced. Another evening two elderly gentlemen came by and fished. One caught a small fish and tossed him back in; we found it the next morning belly up. Our last afternoon a mom and son came; he fly fished and snorkled and she watched.
It rained one evening and one whole day off and on. The rain was soft and we watched from under our awning as drops hit the pond and bounced off the leaves. Butterflies came by flitting about and sometimes landing. We could almost hear them yelling, “So this is where my great grandmother laid her eggs. Look at this place! I made it back.”
A kingfisher landed on the rock shelf and watched Will fish. Birds called in the mornings and evenings and a few flew in the higher branches of the trees. We watched for almost an hour as a spider spun a web.
Will prepared pancakes for breakfast one morning; we had homemade split pea soup on the cloudy rain day; beef steak with potatoes were a treat; the peanut butter sandwiches were really good camping out food.
Leetonia Road south off route 6 has so many butterflies! It is the road to take for seeing lots of them. It has been many years since we were here, but we remembered our old camping spot as soon as we came to it. It is just at the bend in the road before the bridge over the stream. There is a grassy spot where we parked. The stream makes a sweeping s curve here. Water rushes down over the rocks into a deep pool of green water then continues to flow into a narrow channel and widens as it continues. There is a constant sound of running bubbling water. The rock shelf steps down to the water on the grassy side about eight feet. On the roadside rock shelf there is a drop of 10 feet into the deepest part of the water. There are at least three big fish in the pond and lots of little minnows. The trees all around are mostly hardwoods with a few pines. Milkweed, queen Ann’s lace, daisies and lots of greenery fill in all the spaces.We set up a camp bringing out our tables and chairs. With the awning out we have a nice little area. Will kept a smoke fire going; it is for ambiance as much as to keep the bugs away. We spent time playing games like Chinese Checkers and Boggle and reading. Will fished. Kathy fed bread balls to the minnows. We worked puzzles.
One evening a grandma brought her teenage kids to swim. They dove in the water and went right back around to jump in again. The water was cold they announced. Another evening two elderly gentlemen came by and fished. One caught a small fish and tossed him back in; we found it the next morning belly up. Our last afternoon a mom and son came; he fly fished and snorkled and she watched.
It rained one evening and one whole day off and on. The rain was soft and we watched from under our awning as drops hit the pond and bounced off the leaves. Butterflies came by flitting about and sometimes landing. We could almost hear them yelling, “So this is where my great grandmother laid her eggs. Look at this place! I made it back.”
A kingfisher landed on the rock shelf and watched Will fish. Birds called in the mornings and evenings and a few flew in the higher branches of the trees. We watched for almost an hour as a spider spun a web.
Will prepared pancakes for breakfast one morning; we had homemade split pea soup on the cloudy rain day; beef steak with potatoes were a treat; the peanut butter sandwiches were really good camping out food.
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