About a month ago, spent a couple days in the Ozarks (Missouri part, not Arkansas). While they were certainly pretty, they didn't make my jaw drop. There was a pretty massive storm that started the second we got the tents up, which kinda sucked.
The next day was nice though. Went for a short jaunt in the woods and then I took my car and bike in search of some mountain biking trails. This didn't work out quite as planned. Luckily I didn't get too lost in the sketched out boonies (some serious meth labs happening, nothing different than Mississippi though). Though the Ozark Trail information is full of shit! I asked a few of the local inbreds (no offense anyone) for directions and was invited into a couple uninviting situations ( I declined).
Yeah, anyway. Eventually I ran into a law enforcement guy on a dirt road I shouldn't have been taking Vladimir (my ancient, beloved civic BEAST) on in the first place and he was nice and helpful and gave me useful directions. So, finally I found a bike friendly (uh, kinda) trail and hit it up. Pretty sure no one has been on that trail since it was constructed (whenever that was). It wasn't really what I was used to for mountain biking, but I made it work without any serious injuries. It was about 9 inches wide with a lot of downed trees and approximately 12,433 spider webs going across it.
Despite pulling spider webs and and spiders themselves out of my various orifices, including deep inside my nostrils, I had a good time on the trail. I rode under 2 adult Bald Eagles and had some really nice looks at them. At some point, the not so reliable Ozark Trail just decided to cease to exist. Totally disappeared. I heard some little crying noises nearby so I dropped the bike and wandered around in the woods for a while until I found the culprit - which ended up being two baby squirrels. Well hot damn! It took me a few minutes to recover from the cute attack.
One of them was on the ground and his eyes were closed but he wasn't newborn (as you can see in the photo). The other one was halfway down the tree. I could see the nest at the top of the tree, so they hadn't gone far and they were both in good shape. I read somewhere that they'll do that and the moms will carry them around, so I felt better knowing that. I was glad I had my point and shoot with me for pictures of the little guy. He's pretty freaking adorable, isn't he? Outdoor Wednesday
(Above, really? REALLY??)
(below: liquor and guns - the best combo!)