Trip Report

First Visit to Voorhees Nature Preserve by Todd Henson

Instead of a hike my father and I decided to take a short day trip down along the Northern Neck of Virginia. We’d expected to just drive around and perhaps stop and check out a few locations for future exploration, but we ended up spending more time than expected at our first stop, the Voorhees Nature Preserve, a great little location managed by The Nature Conservancy.

Intro to Voorhees

Voorhees Nature Preserve is a fairly small tract of land 729 acres in size. It’s easy enough to get to, though parking is limited, so be aware you may not find parking if you arrive at a popular time. In our case we were the only visitors, which is always nice. There is a single trail heading away from the parking area and into the woods. It’s a reasonably wide and level trail and because of this we decided to walk down it a ways and see what we could see. We’d not really planned to hike, but why not get a better feel for the location? The weather was nice and there weren’t any crowds.

The trail entering Voorhees Nature Preserve

We visited a day or two after some heavy storms had moved through the area, and not far in the trail turned into a small pond, completely submerged in water. But before turning around we noticed how there was a side trail that appeared to move around this section, which made us think this area is often muddy and water-logged. Unfortunately, as is common in these sorts of situations, there were plenty of insects flying around us, many being mosquitos. Because we’d not planned a hike we hadn’t thought to bring any bug spray.

Even before entering we found this tiny mushroom near the parking area. It’s likely some species of amanita.

We continued along a couple more short detour trails before the elevation went up enough that the trail remained dry, at which point the trail split. To the left was a trail to a pond and to the right was a trail to the Rappahannock River. For this trip we chose the trail to the pond. One day we hope to return and try the river trail.

Toads Along the Path

A young Fowler’s toad that almost appears to be attempting to hide under a small tree sprout.

The first thing we noticed after taking the left trail were the huge numbers of very small toads all along the path. We must have passed dozens and dozens of them and had to be very careful not to step on any. They were hanging out all over the leaf strewn trail and started quickly hopping away as we approached. Because we’d not expected to hike I’d only brought along my wider angle lens, a 16-35mm zoom. But here we were with some great little macro subjects. Thankfully, this lens has a reasonably close minimum focusing distance, so I bent down and did my best to capture some photos of the toads, getting within a foot of them when they’d let me (many wouldn’t). I did also see a small frog, but it hopped much faster and further so I wasn’t able to photograph it.

A small toad atop some bark and leaves.

A more colorful tiny toad, almost orange, easily blends into the leaves.

We were fascinated by the coloration of some of these toads. Some were more brown, others more orange. And yet I believe they were all of the same species, Fowler’s toads. It’s possible some may have been Eastern American toads, as it can be a little difficult (for me, at least) to tell the difference when they’re this small and haven’t yet fully developed some of the markers that differentiate them (numbers of warts on spots, size of warts on the calf, spots on their underside which I can’t typically see when they’re this small).

A tiny orange toad. I was fascinated by the color schemes of these toads.

Another tiny toad, this time perched atop a small fallen limb.

Near the pond, though, we did see what I believe to be an Eastern American toad, this one an adult. Look closely at the first photo below and see if you can locate the toad as I first saw it, hiding in one of the hollows of the tree roots. I then slowly moved up very close, hoping it wouldn’t disturb the toad. Thankfully, it patiently allowed me to get right up in its face and create the second photograph. In that one you can see some of the spots on the underside which lead me to believe it’s an Eastern American and not a Fowler’s toad.

Look closely. Can you find the toad?

Why hello, there! It’s what I believe is an adult Eastern American toad, hanging out on the tree.

Ghost Pipes Peeping Up

A small cluster of ghost pipes, a wildflower lacking chlorophyll.

I stumbled upon a single grouping of wildflowers on the trail, ones I don’t see all that often but that’re very distinct from most. In fact, they doen’t even look like flowers but more like fungi of some sort. The reason is that ghost pipes lack chlorophyll and thus are white. They don’t use photosynthesis, instead drawing nutrients from the soil and a particular fungi they have a parasitic relationship with. They may not be the most attractive wildflowers but they are fascinating. And they’re sometimes easy to overlook as they often rise right out of the leaf little, as these are.

Favorite Find: Red-spotted Newt

A first view of a red-spotted newt on the trail.

My favorite find of the hike was a small red-spotted newt resting on the leaf litter on the trail. This was beautiful timing as I’d just been telling my father the previous weekend how much I’d love to find and photograph some salamanders or newts, that I’d never found any while hiking. And here we found one right on the trail.

I moved as close as my 16-35mm lens would let me while still staying in focus, which was within a foot of the newt.

Not having run into this species before I wasn’t sure how fast they moved, and being used to lizards I was worried it would quickly disappear. So I started photographing from far away, which made the newt fairly small in the frame at only 35mm. But I slowly moved closer, lowering myself down to the ground, leaning the camera on the ground and inching closer and closer one little bit a time, hoping to get very close without disturbing the newt. Thankfully, that’s exactly what happened. And when it did begin moving it was pretty slow, so either they are slow moving creatures or this one just wasn’t very bothered by us. I have much research still to do on these beautiful little newts. I hope you enjoy these photos. I was so very excited to create them, and hope one day I’ll find another when I have a longer focal length lens with me.

The red-spotted newt turned and began very slowly moving off the trail.

A final side view of the red-spotted newt before we moved on and left it in peace.

Peering at the Pond

A view of the pond from the end of the trail.

We knew we were approaching the pond because we began to see more light through the trees up ahead and to the sides. And the trail began going down hill at a somewhat steep decline, though thankfully not too steep for us. At the end of the trail was a small wooden bench, as there had been in one other location between the fork and here. The water level appeared low but I don’t know what it typically is. There was plenty of greenery down at the surface and we watched as birds moved around down there. We saw a couple belted kingfishers chasing one another. After a short rest here we headed back to the car.

Lesson Learned: Chigger Bites ITCH!!!

When we were back in the car and driving away I mentioned to my father that one of the things I disliked about hiking trails with lots of flying and biting insects was how I always felt little small itches all over afterwards, likely a psychosomatic effect. It wasn’t until the next day that I realized this time wasn’t psychosomatic at all. I found bug bites all along my ankles and up and down both legs, around the bottom of my stomach and my lower back. I counted over 50 bites, and let me tell you each one was itching worse than most of the mosquito bites I’ve had. I did a little research and learned I’d stumbled into a batch of chiggers, little tiny mite larvae too small to see. When these bite they inject digestive enzymes into the skin and slurp up the slurry that forms, kind of like spiders do, which makes sense as both are arachnids.

Thankfully in these parts chiggers are just an annoyance. They apparently don’t carry disease the way mosquitoes or ticks do. But in return for that their bites itch more and last longer. Beautiful compromise, right? I’ve included a couple photos of one ankle where there’s a small cluster of bites. These are fairly small. Many of the bites further up the leg were about twice the width of these. The first photo shows what they looked like the day after the hike, when I first noticed them. And the second show what they looked like 4 days later. By the 4th day they looked worse but didn’t itch as much. Now, a week later, the bites are still very visible but slowly fading and no longer itch. To lessen the itching I tried medicated calamine lotion first (ingredients: calamine 8%, pramoxine hydrochloride 1%) and this seemed to help. Then my father found another itch cream that worked really well (ingredients: diphenhydramine hydrochloride 2%, zinc acetate 0.1%). I put it on in the morning and at night.

Chigger bites on my ankle the morning after the hike. They’ve begun to itch like crazy.

Chigger bites on my ankle 4 days later. They itched like crazy for 2-3 days, but by the 4th day they looked worse than they felt.

So what was the lesson I learned from this? Keep a bottle of bug spray in the car, not just in your packs that you might not bring along on “non-hiking” day trips.

Despite the run-in with chiggers I had a great time hiking the trails of Voorhees Nature Preserve and I’d very much like to return and try the other trail. I’ve no clue whether seeing toads is a common occurrence here or whether we just happened to arrive at the right time to find all these toads scattering and going their own way. But I’m glad we saw them all, and that we ran into the red-spotted newt. Even without these things it would have been an enjoyable hike, but with them it was even better.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this look at our first trip to Voorhees Nature Preserve. Do you have any small nature preserves near you? And if so have you visited them? If not get out there and check them out (but bring some bug spray! 😁).


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Boardwalk Birding by Todd Henson

Morning call of a red-winged blackbird

One of the many joys of photography for me is pulling out the big lens and going birding. Granted, I often photograph more than birds on these trips, but birds are what I most expect to find and photograph. There’s just something about them I love. Perhaps it’s because they are the most accessible wildlife for most of us so they provide a plentiful range of subjects.

A red-winged blackbird calling from a bush

Red-winged blackbird and the field of green

A glimpse of a yellow warbler before it flew away

On this particular day I walked the Neabsco Creek Boardwalk with my father. This is a somewhat new boardwalk built across the wide wetlands expanse of Neabsco Creek in Woodbridge, Virginia. They did a great job designing it, weaving the boardwalk along different portions of the wetlands, giving views of beaver lodges, the creek, marshy areas, and sections of raised land and trees where you can sometimes see deer. The boardwalk goes up and down in elevation, as well, allowing different views. In the sections that are down low you can photograph treefrogs and insects on the various plants. In the slightly raised sections you can look out in the distance or down at the water below.

An eastern phoebe perched above the wetlands

An eastern phoebe viewed through the mimosa. Look closely to see an insect in its mouth, which it will bring back to its nest under the boardwalk.

Portrait of an eastern phoebe

I love the variety wetlands provide. Some days you might see many, many species, others less so, but there’s always something to see. In this post are photographs I created of red-winged blackbirds, yellow warblers, eastern phoebes and mourning doves. Not a huge number of species, but I’m very happy with those I saw and photographed. It was a beautiful morning, watching the sun rise over the trees, illuminating sections of the wetlands, sometimes giving that nice glow, other times less so when the sun went behind clouds. But regardless of where the sun was the light was great.

I hope you enjoy this small selection of birds found one morning on the Neabsco Creek Boardwalk.

Early morning mourning dove with a single trumpet vine flower in the lower left


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Morning Walk Along Pyrite Mine Road by Todd Henson

One April morning we walked down Pyrite Mine Road

Some of the trails we hike are actually old roads that when the land was transitioned to the National Park Service became trails for hiking. One of those is Pyrite Mine Road, and as the name implies, it was once the road that led to an active pyrite mine. Of course, that mine is no more, with the shafts closed off and only the remains of some old structures still standing, along with Park Service signs with information about the old mine and how the land was reclaimed, cleaned up and redeveloped into part of Prince William Forest Park.

Interestingly, this photo was created almost exactly 2 hours after the one above. This time we’re headed back out, but stop to view the blooming redbud and dogwood along the side of the road.

This particular morning was in early April with signs of spring showing, those beautiful lighter greens beginning to grow on the trees, some flowers blooming, and on this day a soft filtered light from a completely overcast morning. I loved how the soft light illuminating those soft greens gave the entire world along the road a soft look to it, far softer than it will look once all the leaves have grown back in and filled in all the gaps between the trees (how many times can I use soft in one sentence? 😁).

Having passed the redbud I turn around and look back down the road. You can see how it goes downhill from here.

The only lens I’d brought for this hike was a 105mm macro lens, figuring we might find some nice flowers or interesting mushrooms along the forest floor. But as my father and I hiked I realized I also wanted to capture the beautiful soft look of the trees around the trail, something the wide maximum aperture of this lens (f/2.8) actually helped with (though this wasn’t planned when we set out that morning). Instead of trying to keep everything in sharp focus I opted to open the aperture, making portions of the scene blurry, contributing to the soft feel of the scene and perhaps guiding the eye into the image.

Here we’ve just about reached the end, or more appropriately, the beginning of Pyrite Mine Road. The road sign can just barely be seen in the distance, as can a couple blooming dogwood closeup and further off.

So as we hiked I looked for little stretches of the trail that had some interest to me, perhaps a bend in the road, maybe a bit of color from blooms in the trees, maybe just a bit more of that soft light I was enjoying. Through these photos I wanted to take you along with us on our walk, sharing some of the moments we enjoyed that morning walking through the woods in early spring.

And one final view looking back down Pyrite Mine Road before we head back to the parking lot.


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