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| There was a lot of this stuff on the conifer trees in a few areas. It seems to be some kind of fungus, and strikingly resembles the southern Spanish Moss. It seemed to grow only on the dead branches. |
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| Some of the terrain that I was hunting in. Thick Hemlock and Balsam patches, and ledges from two to thirty-two feet high, some of which could not be seen until I was almost on the edge. |
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| Uncle Gene coming to join the party. |
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| My own manufactured fog. (I breathed on the cold lens of my camera.) |
Close-ups of various things
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| A little bird. |
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