Margaret transferred her headband to her hat as we headed out to squeeze one more adventure out of the day.
Found another branch for the birthday girl.
Another ride in the magic vehicle took us here.
A constantly running artesian well. It smelled like sulfur / eggs. Peww
An old table attacked by woodpeckers.
Big stand of bamboo.
We clambered down a hill to a sandbar.
Wild turkeys beat us there.
It was so pretty there.
After this we bid adieu and headed home.
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