The Acropolis of the Peshekee

Grass and swamp along the outflow of Dortay

My legs were sprawled out on a flat rock, a timid autumn sun slowly seeping into and drying off the wet patches the thick woods had left behind. There was no way to get completely dry - my boots were far too soaked through for that - but I held some hope that the damp clinging to my calves would…

  • Category Hiking
  • Posted October 28, 2013
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