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This is apparently a popular spot with crack-heads. I suppose if you're gonna destroy your brain, might as well do it in such a scenic spot.

For ANSH #12 - Off the beaten path.

I think the thing I love about hiking is that the best views often come from the most unexpected places. I've photographed the Sunset at St. Malo from every conceivable angle and location...or so I'd thought.

 

We're in the midst of yet another drought here which has caused the water levels of the resevoir to drop dramatically...so much so that when I was chasing a bird I found that there was an entirely new set of trails that I could explore where the water used to be. So most of the week was spent walking around the lake on the opposite side of the treeline.

 

Snapping turtles, jumping fish, Kingfishers, cormerants, chipmunks, muskrats were all seen up close and personal and I do believe I found a new angle and viewpoint of the always beautiful sunset. :)

"we-where barb-b- q/ing one night and we-where having ribs. one of the children asked what we where cooking, as the chef hoisted a large rack of ribs off the open flame. Slightly buzzed and straight off the cuff he said, "we cooking granny". so thats how the name "granny old bones came about...To me thats morbid but funny

New Hope Baptist Church, Louvale, Georgia. One of the three churches of "Church Row"

A panoramic view of Dalton Highway near Philip Smith Mountains.

 

Taken on Day 13, during the journey from Coldfoot to Prudhoe Bay.

Overnight camp out in Chiselbury Camp, an Iron Age hill fort on the top of Fovant Down, famous for it's Great War camp badges carved in the chalk of its slopes. A 40+ mile ride from home in Southampton, up to Salisbury via Romsey and the National Cycle Network Route 24, then to Salisbury Racecourse where I picked up the old cattle drove that goes all the way to Shaftesbury.

Dusk falling meant I overshot my destination in the poor light! I rode another mile or two to Ansty before realising my mistake, and had to backtrack, so by the time I reached the old fort I had missed the sunset there and it was properly dark.

The sunrise made up for that though. Up at 5.30 and a short walk to the chalk cap badges while I brewed up some tea.

Back on the road shortly after, keen to get back before the midday heat.

Val loves cats. Never has a cat gone by unmolested by her hands or soothing voice. Sometimes I wish I were a cat!

©Mary Phelps, StarMagic Studios

Hubby and I stopped by Mona's tonight for some Beef Bulgogi and Yakimandu

Yum mo!!!!

What was once (most likely) a country store located on MD 806 (old US15) just south of the Catoctin Iron Furnace. Note the native stone foundation. On the north side of the building is the Harriet Chapel (Episcople).

Holding a baby crocodile at the Billabong Wildlife Sanctuary, Townsville, Australia.

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