Early summer was all flooding and constant rain. The later summer weeks have been desiccated and horribly hot, as the scorching sun sends its damned rays to wither leaves and spirits alike. I hate droughts. As much as the damage it does to the trees and plants, I HATE the endless light. A little cloud cover is a mercy. Here’s Oil Creek just as the drought was beginning. And HERE is a link to the Roaring Plains Wilderness in West Virginia, where I did 21 miles of backpacking last week.
