I’m not in a place where I can get to a very different neighborhood quickly. My entire town is pretty uniform in terms of cultures, since it is a pretty standard suburb of Boston, so I decided to go to the trail behind my house. I live on a hill called Woodchuck Hill, and it appeared on maps as old as 1830, back when my town was still a part of another town. Then, in 1934, the Commonwealth of Massachusetts purchased the land, and now volunteers maintain its trails. The area where I record is an intersection between two trails, a smaller one and Woodchuk Trail.