I returned to Prince William Forest (click here for my previous visit during my trip north) in northern Virginia and stayed the night of July 1st. Before turning in, I took one of the trails for a ways, but it was too long and I turned back. In most places, the underbrush was extremely dense and rarely over twelve feet in height. It is hard to see in the picture, but the sides of the secluded path have been pruned into flat walls. I saw two camera-shy deer, a fast caterpillar, immature berries, and many strangely wet rocks. It was incredibly humid that day and sweat was dripping down my nose such that I couldn’t inhale without choking on it. I had left my shirt back in the car, though it seemed to do me little good. Could it be that even the miniscule temperature difference between the ground and air in the evening was allowing dew-condensation on these rocks? This “dew” was on many rocks, but never on quartz.
Hello, my name is Dan. I am an author, artist, explorer, and contemplator of subjects large and small. I like bacon. I like pizza. I like bacon pizza. I enjoy long walks on the beach, but prefer the mountains. I am a huge fan of Jesus. When I grow up, I want to be just like him and create my own universes.