Sunday, June 21, 2009

June 17, 2009
That pleasant walk through the cool damp woods gives way abruptly as I enter the canyon. That water is roaring and no sound can be heard above the rushing torrent. I am standing on the same spot for this picture as I did back on April 14th when I posted my hike with my wife in this same area. A flycatcher flits through the air above the rushing waters catching bugs. Alighting from one side to the other side of the stream he rushes out over the water to capture his food. They have to be pretty small bugs because I sure don't see what he sees.

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