Note that the above is a rather large panorama that really ought to be viewed at least a lil bit larger.
It had been a year and a half since I’d last visited Ithaca, NY, and I had some friends what needed visiting, so I drive out that way for four or five days or something and went camping in the Finger Lakes National Forest. Now, let me tell you, they may call it a National Forest, but where we camped, we had to listen to someone mow his lawn across the street. And, at the risk of west-coast snobbery, the forest was awfully new-growth and plain. But nature is nature and it will grow up and be awesome one day if we don’t fuck it up like we always do.
There was a good lake though.
And some anti-hydrofrack graffiti in town.