So, huffing and puffing (and toting my camera) I walked up Boyle's Ravine. At least a little way.
This doesn't look too bad, right? It gets steeper. Wheeze.
The weirdness of evergreens mixing with fall foliage.
It was really, really cold. See? I have proof.
Not sure what causes these spots (I'm guessing an unsexy fungus) but they look pretty cool hanging by their lonesome from the empty branches.
I could hear water the entire time, and finally found it towards the end of my walk.
Right when I get ready to go, the sun makes an appearance over the ridge. Could've used that earlier Mr. Sun. Brrr.
Walking back to the car, I spotted this busy little guy. He glared at me for a little bit, but wouldn't drop the acorn so that he could yell, too.
All, in all, a nice walk. I am now frozen to the bone, cannot feel my rear end, and am contemplating something warm for lunch...