Panorama

A panorama is either an image cropped to an elongated rectangle, or it’s an image comprised of two or more pictures stitched together to create a wider (or taller) image.

Resting spot in the sun.

A screen of trees. They let me see out, and stop people from seeing my campsite.

Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness, looking east. The lake is usually at the top of these bluffs. Solo backpacking at Piney Creek Wilderness, September 2022.

The lake was low, very low. Looking to the southwest, with Buck Hollow opposite. Solo backpacking at Piney Creek Wilderness, September 2022. +1

‘That’ cairn. Hercules Glades, Cairn at the junction of the Pilot and Pole Hollow trails (and a selfie). +1

Looking down ‘Spring Hollow’ – A new (for me) Scenic Overlook. +1

Day Two. The view from my hammock – Morning sunshine in the woods. One-minute read, +1

Distant Hills – The view to the northeast from the Pilot (Tower) Trail, near Lower Pilot Knob.

Day Four. Camped in open oak woodland – It was the warmest night so far, so a good night not to have set the tarp. +3

Hercules Glades Wilderness from the Pole Hollow Trail – Looking east. Two-minute read, +1

Lunch break by Long Creek – The Falls on Long Creek are a popular destination, so I normally stop a couple of hundred yards or so further downstream to keep away from people. Today was no different. Although it was deserted when I arrived, at least half a dozen people turned up while I was taking a break. Two-minute read, +2

Long Creek, Hercules Glades Wilderness, Fall 2021 #2 – Wide angle view.

On the Devil’s Den East (Upper Pilot) Trail. Hercules Glades Wilderness – The Devil’s Den East (Upper Pilot) Trail joins the Pilot (Tower) and Rock Spring (Long Creek) Trails. Arriving at the Rock Spring Trail at what we’ve dubbed ‘Sheep Frog Pond.’

Lifting mist at Piney Creek – Complete with a heron.

View from the lake.

Day Two – Piney Creek lakeside vistas. I never tire of the play of light on the trees here. +2

Storm clouds over Ozark – checking on the radar, the storm was nine miles away over Ozark.

And very tall trees too.

Trees, trees, and more trees.

Nothing but trees – Camped in Mark Twain National Forest, it was a wonderful morning in a rejuvenating spot.

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