Jordan Lake State Park: When I was a youngster (knee-high to a grasshopper my mom would have said) my dad taught me how to understand the tracks of the forest floors and river sands. So one early morning last week I was wandering the shore of the lake and came upon two tracks. The first track you will probably notice is the fresh imprint of the front foot of a raccoon. The other outline is from the shod foot of a human. The human trod the path first and the raccoon wandered through later. Sidewalks and paved roads don’t hold onto stories that can be read in this way. I enjoyed reading this natural page.