December 31, 2021 | By Ben Colón-Emeric TD ‘22

Everywhere along the paths of Trail Wood wildness seems near at hand. But nowhere else do we feel so remote from the world as here beside this woodland brook as it traces its serpentine course among the mosses and ferns and trees. So wild does this setting seem that one August day I even brought along an aluminum pie tin and at the little gravel bar above the ford panned for gold.

– Edwin Way Teale, “A Naturalist Buys an Old Farm”