It took me the second of two tries to find this yellow jeep.
It was very well hidden in it's swampy wooded keep.
Traveling along the esker, made me think of ages past.
When this part of the world was very cold and frozen fast.
A glacier once stood, towering where I now tread.
But in its passing, left this esker where wildlife now does spread.
What is an esker, you may ask, google it if you will.
But visiting the Beaver Brook is a better method still.
A sign there will tell you all that you really need to know.
But then the walk along the ridge would be the real show.
If I had a real jeep, to drive it here would be fun.
But ruining this beautiful place should never ever be done.