I found this particular withered tree rather exotic in appearance.
Bob tromps through a zone of greenery - a friendly green. It wasn't much farther and we would be hiking through a wonderful patch of devil's club, slash, and blowdown.
When we finally made it to the beach we took off our boots and enjoyed the sunshine that would strike us between the sprinkles. About an hour after arriving at the beach Jill and Jen picked us up with Bob's boat.
Bob captins his boat into the harbor, marking the end of a nice little trip.
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