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This is a collection of my 11 favorite pictures from Tryon Creek State Park. Down from 29 (I didn't want to post that many) on my first attempt to cull them out! Out of 81 I took that were recognizable images of something (in some cases, 2-3 of one item came out - ironically, most of the images that didn't work WEREN'T part of a set I took in order to try to get one that worked...no, they were all one-offs...).
I was there for a half hour or so, and I think the images give the feel of it pretty well. They can't convey the recently-damp-forest smell, or the rustle of the wind through the trees, or the burbling of a little creek tributary, though. The feel of the ground giving beneath your feet (unpaved trails, short on gravel, and it had been raining), or the thunk-thunk of a brief wooden bridge. The distant calling of a bird, and the not-so-distant reply of another. The way the wind flirts with your hair, even if most of it is caught inside your coat. The pleasant small chill the shadows bring. (Nor can any image catch the glorious glare of the sun, at least this trip. There were a couple lovely moments walking into it that I was sure the camera could not reproduce. Alas, in this I was right.)
I was there for a half hour or so, and I think the images give the feel of it pretty well. They can't convey the recently-damp-forest smell, or the rustle of the wind through the trees, or the burbling of a little creek tributary, though. The feel of the ground giving beneath your feet (unpaved trails, short on gravel, and it had been raining), or the thunk-thunk of a brief wooden bridge. The distant calling of a bird, and the not-so-distant reply of another. The way the wind flirts with your hair, even if most of it is caught inside your coat. The pleasant small chill the shadows bring. (Nor can any image catch the glorious glare of the sun, at least this trip. There were a couple lovely moments walking into it that I was sure the camera could not reproduce. Alas, in this I was right.)
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