John Drive

With a street name like John Drive, there had to be a good picture here. Sure enough I spotted a great oak with some granite boulders underneath sitting on the top of a hill. Only I couldn’t get a clean shot of the oak by itself because a barbed wire fence prevented me from moving forward. Then I remembered an old technique. I would frame the picture with the overhanging oaks. Nah, let me try to hop the barbed fence and get closer to the oak. I hopped up onto a stump and carefully swung one leg over, slipped on the wet moss and pretty much clothes lined my nuts. As I winced in pain, a big ol hefer ventured out under my tree. Boy does this pic look great framed by the branches or what!