Just going through my photo folders deleting them as I've pretty much picked out the better of the lot in each. Here are a few I gave a last minute reprieve before pushing the button.
Red Shouldered Hawk on a highway sign looking for lunch.
And the story. There's usually always a story behind every photograph. Here I tried something different. I rode my bicycle a few miles into my State Park before going off through the woods on an exploratory hike. The main reason was so that I could pretty much coast the two miles downhill back to where I parked saving me from two miles of slogging along after having already hiked several miles. I pulled my bike off into the woods and locked it to a downed tree - not that anyone would come by and see it. Mainly just for the peace of mind. I took a good look as to where I had pulled off the fire road so as to be able to find my bike when I came back. As I got my camera gear and pack situated I noticed this little mushroom set and took two pictures. Off I then went through the forest. After a few miles I was back onto the fire road and proceeded down to where I started. Naturally I couldn't locate the little ravine where I pulled off. Eventually I realised I had walked too far and turned back up the road. Yet still I could not locate the spot where fifty feet in my bike stood locked to a tree. I stopped, stood there, scratching my head, concentrating, Where? Where did I leave the road? A bit further on I finally found the spot and my bike. I decided this wasn't such a good idea and probably will not do a ride and hike again. One or the other, but not both where I end up hiding the bike so well that I cannot even find it. Oh and I never took a picture on the hike; only the two of the little red mushrooms right where I had parked my bicycle.