Just up the street is a hidden place, tucked away off the road, the trail nearly filled in and hard to spot. The trail leads to an old, sawmill dam and beaver dam, both of which have nice ponds behind them. No one seems to go back there to see this secret place and enjoy the quiet and views. It feels secluded and lovely, and the wildlife are the only regular visitors. Joe and I stop by a few times a year, each season to see how things look and bask in the silence.