It has been raining which made it easy to spend most of yesterday and today at my computer, reading over my Big Creek Journal and deciding what to use and what to delete. So focused. I woke up in the night and thought we were in Big Creek.
This is the swimming hole at the picnic area. I had walked across the bridge to the far side of the creek and taken the picture back toward the picnic area. The tables are obscured by the trees.
Why do we need national parks?