Where and how they made these living areas amazes me.
A huge root ball that has greyed with age.
Connie before the rain.
Sunshine on the brown water.
Connie after it started to rain.
Bill and Marney after the rain started.
Wet rocks and waterfalls.
This storm was to the north of us and we were to see it's results later that night.
Our camp.
A group shot.
This is the dry river that had swollen over it's banks hours after the storm and less than 50 yards from our camp.
The same shot the next morning. We almost moved our camp, but the river started to recede before it hit our trigger point.
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