I figured I'd post a few pictures of places I've been out in the woods. Following game trails is kind of a new hobby that goes hand in hand with four wheeling and wilderness camping.

This was in La Luz Canyon. It was freehand, I haven't got into the habit of carrying the tripod off the trail. I paused to rest on a large stump. The mule deer tracks took me up the side of the canyon and towards the top I found bear scat.

That night I camped along this boundary, not far from the bear scat. I would have liked to have the dog on that trip, because I found bear sign near every place I camped.

Mining equipment in Nogal Canyon. I think this site was caught in the recent fire.

An indian shelter in Dark Canyon.

The White Mountains, shot from Capitan Peak some miles to the north.

The view from my favorite place to camp on Capitan.

And here's what takes me there, near the top of Calico Peak looking over La Luz.

I'd like to see y'all's outdoor pictures.

all of my outdoor pictures are from the last few years, non from when i livedin arizona.

kayaking in central arkansas

swampland in central arkansas

newfound gap

cades cove

glass rock on the blue ridge parkway

ozarks

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Do not abandon yourselves to despair.
We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.

Pope John Paul II

Some random pictures from the Great Sand Dunes National Park. I'm always staring at the ground in front of me because I'm on a shit ton of mushrooms.

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In so far as the word "knowledge" has any meaning, the world is knowable;
but it is interpretable otherwise,
it has no meaning behind it, but countless meanings.
-Nietzsche

waterfall in the ozarks

moar waterfall in the ozarks

black fork mountain wilderness

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Do not abandon yourselves to despair.
We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.

Pope John Paul II

I should totally drag my sister up to the Cabot trail one weekend to go hiking or something.... So much beautiful nature so close but we never go see it.

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"Better to remain silent and be thought a fool
than to speak out and remove all doubt."

Barnabas, enjoy your proximity to water. I'd like to get me some of that, but it's pretty dry around here.

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This thread makes me want to go outdoors.  

I should totally drag my sister up to the Cabot trail one weekend to go hiking or something.... So much beautiful nature so close but we never go see it.

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From what I see, Canada is pretty, although I'm sure pictures don't do it justice.

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Barnabas, enjoy your proximity to water. I'd like to get me some of that, but it's pretty dry around here.

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honestly one of the coolest parts about where I am now ,and where i was in arkansas, so much water.
i may be headed west again soon though, so i should enjoy it while i can.

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Do not abandon yourselves to despair.
We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.

Pope John Paul II

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In Nova Scotia, you're never more than twenty minutes away from the coast. I love that because on hot days you go down to the coast to cool off.

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The Gulf coast wasn't really great for cooling off, and one had to be pretty determined to enjoy the beach. It was okay at night, I suppose. I did a bit of sailing in the bay as a child and liked being well off the coast instead. After living in the desert all these years, I could never move back. It was the weather I didn't care for.

But, I'm going to Maine in about two weeks, I hope it gives me a better coastal experience. I'll get to tour around a bit while I'm there, then I'm driving back across the country.

Where I settle at the end of this trip will be a high desert  region that's similar to where I'm at now, only it's practically surrounded by mountains. Eight thousand feet is twenty minutes away, and twenty degrees cooler.

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Quote: from Sine Labore Nihil at 10:11 pm on July 15, 2012

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In Nova Scotia, you're never more than twenty minutes away from the coast. I love that because on hot days you go down to the coast to cool off.

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The Gulf coast wasn't really great for cooling off, and one had to be pretty determined to enjoy the beach. It was okay at night, I suppose. I did a bit of sailing in the bay as a child and liked being well off the coast instead. After living in the desert all these years, I could never move back. It was the weather I didn't care for.  

But, I'm going to Maine in about two weeks, I hope it gives me a better coastal experience. I'll get to tour around a bit while I'm there, then I'm driving back across the country.  

Where I settle at the end of this trip will be a high desert region that's similar to where I'm at now, only it's practically surrounded by mountains. Eight thousand feet is twenty minutes away, and twenty degrees cooler.

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