Thursday, February 26, 2009

Final week of SPC Introduce yourself

After a warm spell over the weekend I chose the coldest day of last week to go hiking just to get a shot of my most favorite trail close to my house. It was extremely cold and I took my coat off to get a better pose and well, it was really cold. I was a little hesitant to post my picture after seeing this shot by Kiera Eve which is absolutely gorgeous.



My first thought was "dang it she stole my idea" but I decided to post it anyway because 1) I already took the shot 2) I don't have time this week to come up with a new one 3) it 's not her fault she posted before me, who knew we would have similar ideas? and 4) even though they are slightly similar in feel, they are totally, totally different. You may not see the similarities, but I do.

This is my introduction to the trail where I spent a majority of my childhood, where every spring if the water is high enough we go tubing over and over, where you can go at any point in the summer and find any number of people camping and sometimes bathing in the creek ( hey I live in the foothills of the Cumberland mountain range, I'm a "hillbilly").

This is the trail to the creek where one day a few summers ago I was tubing in the rain with a friend and we just happen to pass under some branches with the largest number of snakes I have ever seen in my life, there was no way around it so we had to go through it. That was a fun day. This is also the trail that freezes over in the winter and very large icicles that we like to go and break hang from the cliff face. That's a tradition in my family. It's not winter until you break the first icicles on the trail.

Yep, this is one of my top 5 places to go, any time. If you live anywhere near here and you own a kayak you've probably been to my creek, and I've probably seen you and whined about not owning a kayak to anyone who happened to be with me at the time.

So here is me, showing you my trail. I have more to say about it on my flickr page if you want to click on the picture.

This is my forest, this is my past


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