A deer ran across the road and I wished I had been ready with my camera. But we
soon found that deer sightings were not a problem.
I got out of the van to get some closer shots.
I wanted to check out the campground for a future overnight stay.
And I found more deer on the volleyball court -- with frost on the ground.
I followed one down to the creek.
I didn't realize their white tails were so long.
A nice place for deer to hang out (and for me to camp next Spring).
Bye.
The Road Home
On our way home, mom and I stopped at Camp Creek State Park in the mountains of West Virginia, about 20 miles from the Virginia state line. I left the highway for another purpose, but saw the Camp Creek sign so we explored.