As long as the other hikers are reasonably quiet, the woods fill with bird sounds, because you are there, in the woods, while walking the Giant City Nature Trail. Growth and death and more growth always surround you. The park takes a fairly hands-off approach to the forest maintenance, but when things threaten the trail like fallen trees blocking the path, they will step in.

Cross-Section in the Light
I love the grain and how the light filtered through and lit the log. In the background, leaves splash green, reminding me of the cycle of the forest. Perhaps, in other words, I just like the scene.
Several of the trails are loops where there is a focal point to the trail. Without a doubt, the focus of the namesake trail is the
Streets. Likely formed from predominantly water action, the rock splits and opens into a walkway.

The Streets of Giant City
You can see the cracks and crevices. You can hear water trickling, letting you know of its primary influence here. I can definitely see why earlier visitors might have thought that these were streets created by giants. You feel small walking through the immense nearly vertical stretches of rock. Impressive.
On one wall, hundreds have left their mark, their names and times when they visited. In other places, the rock shows a character and I see a familiar face.

A Face on Rock
Then you reach the pinnacle, Balance Rock, which is believed to have slipped down and lodged itself thousands of years go. At first, you see a large dark rock above a narrow walkway. This was the spot two years that a startled shape with large wings flew off--a momentary glimpse of the pileated woodpecker, the largest woordpecker species in North America.
Though no woodpecker this time and no images of the balance rock. Well, I did take some snapshots, but I still believe this image from last year shows it best.

Balance Rock 2010
From Balance Rock, the trail returns to the woods and the base of the bluff and winds eventually to the top of the bluff. There, a bench offers an opportunity to sit, relax, and enjoy the moment. Sandra and I always spend a few moments there to pause.
Then, it's downhill to where we started. Like on some other trail sections, water runoff had carved little gullies, eroding the path. Though unlike other parts, it was easy to see to where the gravel washed away.

A New Kind of River Delta
You can see the small gully tracing from the lower right and leading to the gravel's destination. It definitely reminded me of silt left behind by a river as it meets the ocean. In this small moment, I can find a larger picture of things. This is very true for the Giant City Nature Trail and why we return.
Next up will be the Trillium Trail.