Welcome to Aurora!
I still remember seeing that sign for the first time after I’d moved back from Florida. I’d been gone for 15 years so I was worried about that old adage “you can never go home again”. Yet to the right of that sign the sun was sparkling off a constant that hadn’t changed a bit. Cayuga Lake may rise and fall with the seasons yet it always remains constant in its beauty and mystic. I remembered each winter and spring walking along the shoreline to see what the receded waters have revealed. Aurora is located on the widest point of Cayuga lake so with the huge waves that are generated by the wind all sorts of buried “treasures” are washed up. Then as the lake water is slowly drained into the locks these items that have been buried for years are revealed. Walking along the shore fossils that haven’t ever been seen or touched by humans are just sitting there waiting to be discovered. All winter long the winds keep battering the bottom and dragging up new items so almost each day you see a new shoreline.
The shoreline and water have always been a draw to me and on the other side of the road is another one, the woods and fields on the hillside. I spent most of my childhood swimming in the lake or wandering through the woods. In the woods I’d imagine all sorts of scenarios taken from books and outdoor magazines I’d read. What these woods were like 200 years ago and the people that lived here. What they had to do to survive and prosper here and how I feel I would have done it. Flash forward to the here and now where we have just completed a 3.3 mile trail that goes through these woods that I love. Walking along them there are old cisterns, stumps of giant trees cut down decades ago and second growth forests that are all telling a story.
As a nature lover I’ve always appreciated seeing the diverse wildlife of the area. During the early winter the bucks start shedding their antlers so walking through the woods many times you’ll stumble across a shed antler amongst some tree branches. Very rarely do these antlers last more than a few months as the mice, squirrels and the random porcupine eat the antlers for their nutritional value. Around each bend of the trail you never know what animal you’ll see on the trail, in the trees or flying overhead.