Thursday, July 25, 2019

Birch Creek Camp

As I came around the turn I could see the peninsula that extended out toward the canyon. I surmised there must be a road out onto it, but when I got there, there was none. I stopped to ponder and stretch muh drumstiks. Hit war then ah noticed the faint track -- more a lack of sage than anything -- leading out and away. I always walk 'em before driving.


It's disturbing to drive over flowers.




An it was a tight squeeze through the S-turn.





But justification is what we do best.









2 comments:

  1. Try eating, or pretend chopping at the mosquitos, they will see you as a predator and leave you alone. Works for me.

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