I do have a reason for my laziness-- my camera broke. When I went camping in northern Florida on the way to SOA protest (I never made it) there was an extreme cold front and my camera "disappeared". That was probably an inappropriate metaphor.
The puppy and I did get to go for a nice day hike before the camera seized completely (my car tried the same, but failed in its attempt to fail).
The campground was along the Suwannee River, that is the "swany" river of song. In memory of my trusted companion (not the puppy, he's still alive) here are some photos from the hike.
This was the starting point in the campground. There is nothing like camping in the same place where a very loud bell reverberates through your head every 15 minutes:
This is what the trail looked like, the marks on the trees kept you on the right path. It runs for 136 miles, but I only did about 10.
The view to the left usually looked something like this:
Doesn't matter where you go, people always seem to think wilderness is their personal dumping ground:
The spiders were my favorite part:
Although this funky tree with its wrap around branches was a close second. If anyone knows the name of this tree I would be ever thankful:
Hopefully I will be able to repair or replace my camera soon. I miss looking for the funny things in life and remembering them at the end of the day.
