The look on Ms. Arcen's face shortly after accidentally riding over a vibrant green snake.
Approaching one of the many under passes on the S. Mallard Creek section.
My favorite image of the actual ride.
Crushed gravel, slight incline.
Break time with creek access.
When nature beckons her it really does and she always acts with awareness on that call.
This Butta Fly came close more than once.
Getting dirty on the way out of the creek.
Discovery of a walled foundation.
Up the side wall
for the peaked roof.