Hiking by candlelight.

Byline: Emily Kram

Mar. 12--The night air was not cold, just cool enough to make the tip of my nose tingle as I walked along the candlelit trail. In the soft light of the moon, people approached as faint silhouettes. Their smiling faces became visible as they moved past the glowing luminaries, but they soon returned to shadow. Then the footsteps faded away, and the woods were again still, with only the sound of waterfalls filling the silence. At the base of the partially frozen falls, luminaries and one uncovered flame glimmered, as if someone had lit a candle to the shrine of nature. Carloads of people arrived at Amnicon Falls State Park with boots and snowshoes …