November 13, 2007

Graham Creek

More shots of Graham Creek in Tate's Hell State Forest. The camp area at the boat landing smelled of burnt firewood and my belly started to growl for s'mores. The creek flows west into the Apalachicola River, which flows into a Bay that empties into the Gulf of Mexico.

The woods were silent except for the whoosh of 75 mile an hour traffic coming over the creek bridge. Those suburbans and minivans thought they were pace cars at the Indy 500 or something.

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