|When I saw the spot, I was grinning so much it was not even scary to back in here.|
|Each campsite has a 'patio'. |
That thing that looks like a shower is a hook for a lantern
or whatever you think needs hanging up.
A few yards ahead of my site are some steps leading either up or down to the Black Warrior river (factoid I didn't know, The Black Warrior River is named after Chief Tushkalusa, also the namesake of Tuscaloosa, Alabama. In Choctaw, tushka means “warrior” and lusa means “black.”). Of course I chose the river trail.
|Happy feet, good hiking sandals. They grip! They work!|
|As soon as I got to the bottom, this beauty came by. Don't show my houseboat!|
|There are a lot of dams and locks on this river. This one is not far.|
|A bit more trail like than the last place. I did old lady walking and didn't get hurt!|
|Catchplace for wood debris. And a friggin' plastic water bottle.|
|Nature's steps get an assist|
|This butterfly and a yellow one too fast to shoot stayed with me for most of my walk|
|Have I mentioned I wish I was a geologist?|
|Water - it's powerful|
|I don't know what this is/was but it's cool looking|
|There was a fair amount of boat activity, all sorts of boats|
|Dinner on the patio|
|Good night, moon|
This morning is grey and not so quiet, with a bulldozer working on the other side of the river. Oh! It's Monday!
Have a meandering Monday. Do something maximizing.