The Den
It was time to get out of the car and stretch a little. Pulling over to an area outside of "trail", I thought "why not?" and grabbed the camera off the front seat. Skirting behind the gate, I began following a small, relatively well-trodden footpath, crossed a few mud puddles and began enjoying the sights.
Then, walking up to a small ridge, I was rewarded with more than I bargained for when it came to reflections.
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