Tonka and I went out for a couple of days hiking in the Ozark National Forest. It is a place that is very close to my heart and roots. My grandmother, great grandmother and great great grandmother all had farms here. The trail winds through and close by these special places.
Livingston creek down the trail a ways.
Trying to take a photo of us together with the camera balanced on my pack.
The rope swing at Barkshed.
Taking a break in the water.
Tonka was either on a leash or in his muzzle. He can really scare people. We did not see a soul and that suited him just fine.
End of the trail.