Tuesday, April 01, 2008
The Quest for the Willow Pond
I wrote the following article for the Nashville Striders's March 2008 Funrunner magazine. I'm posting it here for non-local runners and for those few local runners that haven't joined the Striders for some reason.
Some say an idle mind is the Devil's playground. That was true for me after the 2007 Flying Monkey Marathon destroyed my legs for a month or so. As I sat around wishing I could run, I spent a lot of time on the message boards. Eventually, I came across an interesting thread by "Curvy" where he went on a run to check out the "PWP Lake on Hwy 100".
On the official Percy Warner Park (PWP) maps this little body of water is known as the Willow Pond, and it's just north of the Deep Wells entrance off Hwy 100. It's a good-sized, shallow pond, but like most things in PWP, it's very beautiful. A small parking area by the road provides access to it, and a few picnic tables are placed around it for visitors. I'd driven by and admired the Willow Pond many times on my way to run in the park, but I'd never stopped to examine it up close.
After reading Curvy's thread, I decided that I was going to check out the Willow Pond as soon as my legs were up to it. By the time Christmas vacation rolled around I was running semi-normally again, so I decided it was time to head to the pond. But I didn't want to get to it by Hwy 100. That didn't seem adventurous enough. I wanted to get to it from the park trails.
The "white trail", known as the Warner Woods Trail on the official PWP map, comes within about 600 feet of the Willow Pond at its closest point. Unfortunately, there's no official trail between the two. So one warm day in late December, I decided to run the white trail and go in search of the Willow Pond.
It did not go well. At the closest point between the white trail and the pond, you can hear the cars on Hwy 100, so I tried following the noise to see where it took me. I didn't get lost in the woods, but I didn't use good sense either. I ended up going too far north, and after toiling through the woods and underbrush for 10 minutes, I turned around and made my way back to the white trail. I knew I'd been close to the pond, but I never got to see it. All I'd discovered on this attempt was a rusted old chair, some tires, and a few beer cans from the 70s. I'd love to know how they got out in the middle of the woods, but discovering them wasn't the satisfaction I was looking for.
After I was safely back running on the trail, a few things occurred to me. Number one, it's stupid to go wandering off in the woods by yourself without letting anyone know what you're doing. Number two, I was wearing my Garmin Forerunner 305 GPS watch, so I should have used it to navigate instead of using "the force". Number three, I should have followed the water to the pond because I crossed a small creek early on in my trek. In retrospect, all of these things seemed obvious.
That afternoon, I analyzed my run data to see where I'd gone wrong (too far north, not enough west), and I started to plan my next attempt. I used Google Maps to get the latitude and longitude of the closest points on the white trail and the Willow Pond, and I entered them into my Garmin as labeled navigation points. Its GPS helps me navigate to either of the points, so I know the best place to stop on the white trail, the exact direction I need to go to get to the pond, and how to get back to the trail when necessary. Armed with this data and my fancy gadget, I knew I'd have better luck next time.
A couple of weeks went by before my next attempt, but on the first warm day I had off in January I headed to the park. Once I got on the white trail, I activated my GPS, and it took me to the optimal spot on the trail. Conveniently, there was a large, clear gulley that led down to the small creek I'd seen on my first attempt. The creek was full of water, so I didn't want to walk down it in my running shoes. I tried to move along its edge, but the growth around it was pretty thick-even in winter.
After scouting around for a few minutes, I finally found a useable "path" on the north side of the creek. It may be an animal path used by deer, bobcats, or monkeys, or it may be an old, dried up offshoot of the creek. This small rocky trail is 20 or 30 feet north of the creek, and it parallels it most of the way to the pond. Once I found it, it was relatively easy to cover the remaining distance to the pond.
As I came out into the marsh at the eastern edge of the pond I felt like Lewis and Clark reaching the Pacific Ocean for the first time. It was very exciting for me, but then I don't get out much. After a quick look around to note where I'd come out, I ran a triumphant lap around the pond to celebrate my discovery.
As I ran, I began to wonder if I was now part of a select group of Willow Pond questers that had secretly made the path I'd found. Perhaps other runners have made this trek in silence for many years. If so, how would I contact them? How would I let them know that I'm interested in the mysteries of the Willow Pond too? If they exist, then finding this secret society of Willow Pond questers would be an interesting adventure on its own.
As I pondered that, I heard the cry of a flying monkey in the trees to the north. I never saw it, but I got the sense that I'd overstayed my welcome. Some say that the Willow Pond is the breeding ground for flying monkeys, but I didn't see any of their eggs (assuming that flying monkeys lay eggs). Either way, I decided not to hang around too long since I'd obviously gotten a monkey's attention.
I reversed my course down the rocky trail, crossed the creek, and went back up the gulley to get on the white trail. The return trip was easy, and I was smiling from ear to ear when I got back. I greeted some trail walkers, and I enjoyed their looks as I came out of the woods. I'm sure they thought I had relieved myself in the woods, but I was just happy that my little quest was successful and fun.
If you'd like to make your own quest for the Willow Pond, here are some things to consider:
Hopefully, enough PWP runners will attempt this quest that we can forge our own little path between the white trail and the Willow Pond. I'd love to see Metro Parks and/or The Friends of Warner Parks get an official trail made between the two. The Willow Pond is just too cool to leave off the trail system. I plan to visit it again soon, and I hope to see you there!
Some say an idle mind is the Devil's playground. That was true for me after the 2007 Flying Monkey Marathon destroyed my legs for a month or so. As I sat around wishing I could run, I spent a lot of time on the message boards. Eventually, I came across an interesting thread by "Curvy" where he went on a run to check out the "PWP Lake on Hwy 100".
On the official Percy Warner Park (PWP) maps this little body of water is known as the Willow Pond, and it's just north of the Deep Wells entrance off Hwy 100. It's a good-sized, shallow pond, but like most things in PWP, it's very beautiful. A small parking area by the road provides access to it, and a few picnic tables are placed around it for visitors. I'd driven by and admired the Willow Pond many times on my way to run in the park, but I'd never stopped to examine it up close.
After reading Curvy's thread, I decided that I was going to check out the Willow Pond as soon as my legs were up to it. By the time Christmas vacation rolled around I was running semi-normally again, so I decided it was time to head to the pond. But I didn't want to get to it by Hwy 100. That didn't seem adventurous enough. I wanted to get to it from the park trails.The "white trail", known as the Warner Woods Trail on the official PWP map, comes within about 600 feet of the Willow Pond at its closest point. Unfortunately, there's no official trail between the two. So one warm day in late December, I decided to run the white trail and go in search of the Willow Pond.
It did not go well. At the closest point between the white trail and the pond, you can hear the cars on Hwy 100, so I tried following the noise to see where it took me. I didn't get lost in the woods, but I didn't use good sense either. I ended up going too far north, and after toiling through the woods and underbrush for 10 minutes, I turned around and made my way back to the white trail. I knew I'd been close to the pond, but I never got to see it. All I'd discovered on this attempt was a rusted old chair, some tires, and a few beer cans from the 70s. I'd love to know how they got out in the middle of the woods, but discovering them wasn't the satisfaction I was looking for.
After I was safely back running on the trail, a few things occurred to me. Number one, it's stupid to go wandering off in the woods by yourself without letting anyone know what you're doing. Number two, I was wearing my Garmin Forerunner 305 GPS watch, so I should have used it to navigate instead of using "the force". Number three, I should have followed the water to the pond because I crossed a small creek early on in my trek. In retrospect, all of these things seemed obvious.
That afternoon, I analyzed my run data to see where I'd gone wrong (too far north, not enough west), and I started to plan my next attempt. I used Google Maps to get the latitude and longitude of the closest points on the white trail and the Willow Pond, and I entered them into my Garmin as labeled navigation points. Its GPS helps me navigate to either of the points, so I know the best place to stop on the white trail, the exact direction I need to go to get to the pond, and how to get back to the trail when necessary. Armed with this data and my fancy gadget, I knew I'd have better luck next time.
A couple of weeks went by before my next attempt, but on the first warm day I had off in January I headed to the park. Once I got on the white trail, I activated my GPS, and it took me to the optimal spot on the trail. Conveniently, there was a large, clear gulley that led down to the small creek I'd seen on my first attempt. The creek was full of water, so I didn't want to walk down it in my running shoes. I tried to move along its edge, but the growth around it was pretty thick-even in winter.
After scouting around for a few minutes, I finally found a useable "path" on the north side of the creek. It may be an animal path used by deer, bobcats, or monkeys, or it may be an old, dried up offshoot of the creek. This small rocky trail is 20 or 30 feet north of the creek, and it parallels it most of the way to the pond. Once I found it, it was relatively easy to cover the remaining distance to the pond.
As I came out into the marsh at the eastern edge of the pond I felt like Lewis and Clark reaching the Pacific Ocean for the first time. It was very exciting for me, but then I don't get out much. After a quick look around to note where I'd come out, I ran a triumphant lap around the pond to celebrate my discovery.
As I ran, I began to wonder if I was now part of a select group of Willow Pond questers that had secretly made the path I'd found. Perhaps other runners have made this trek in silence for many years. If so, how would I contact them? How would I let them know that I'm interested in the mysteries of the Willow Pond too? If they exist, then finding this secret society of Willow Pond questers would be an interesting adventure on its own.
As I pondered that, I heard the cry of a flying monkey in the trees to the north. I never saw it, but I got the sense that I'd overstayed my welcome. Some say that the Willow Pond is the breeding ground for flying monkeys, but I didn't see any of their eggs (assuming that flying monkeys lay eggs). Either way, I decided not to hang around too long since I'd obviously gotten a monkey's attention.
I reversed my course down the rocky trail, crossed the creek, and went back up the gulley to get on the white trail. The return trip was easy, and I was smiling from ear to ear when I got back. I greeted some trail walkers, and I enjoyed their looks as I came out of the woods. I'm sure they thought I had relieved myself in the woods, but I was just happy that my little quest was successful and fun.
If you'd like to make your own quest for the Willow Pond, here are some things to consider:
- If you have any fear about being out of sight of the trail, don't attempt this. If you're horrible with directions, don't attempt this. If you have any allergies, phobias, or too much common sense, don't attempt this.
- The woods are probably easiest to traverse in the winter when most of the vegetation is bare, but you should still expect to duck a lot and move slowly. The "path" currently isn't runnable.
- Wear long sleeves, gloves, pants, socks, and old shoes that you don't care about getting muddy. Even in the winter, there are lots of limbs, bushes, weeds, and other obstacles you'll have to get past. There are also lots of cockleburs. In other seasons there are probably spiders, ticks, and snakes, too.
- If you get lost in the woods, follow the creek to the pond even if you have to walk down the middle of the creek. Once at the pond, you can run about a half mile south (to the left) on Hwy 100 to get to the park entrance at Deep Wells. From there should be able to get back to your car without getting lost again.
- Make sure you tell someone where you're going in case you do get lost in the woods.
- Don't attempt this when it's raining, due to risk of flash flooding in the gulley, creek, and pond areas.
- If you reach the pond, you must run a lap around it to show respect to the park and to the monkeys. But don't run too many laps. Monkeys don't take kindly to arrogant runners.
- If you have a GPS device, enter the following points (in latitude and longitude) so you can easily navigate to them. Garmin Forerunners expect coordinates in the second format with degrees and fractional minutes.
- White Trail Point: (36.081°, -86.880°) or (N36° 4.860', W86° 52.800')
- Pond Point: (36.083°, -86.882°) or (N36° 4.954', W86° 52.918')
- The easiest path between the trail and pond is not a straight line. It's actually more of an arc. If you go with the contour of the land, you'll head north for a little while until you cross the creek and hit the rocky trail. Then you can follow the trail to the west.
Hopefully, enough PWP runners will attempt this quest that we can forge our own little path between the white trail and the Willow Pond. I'd love to see Metro Parks and/or The Friends of Warner Parks get an official trail made between the two. The Willow Pond is just too cool to leave off the trail system. I plan to visit it again soon, and I hope to see you there!
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# posted by Bill Menees @ 2:21 PM 
