Welcome to Breakfast in America
I’m a Brit who unexpectedly emigrated to the USA in 2008, and this is my photo journal.
It’s an eclectic mix of things; there’s no guiding theme or topic. It is whatever catches my attention, what I’ve been thinking, doing, or piques my interest. Currently that’s mainly backpacking and clearing some of the backlog on my ‘honey-do’ list.
My favorite pictures and posts
Some selected favorites from all my favorite pictures and posts.
When did I grow old?
Stripes — View from our hotel room
On the lake trail at Piney Creek Wilderness
Pool on Whites Creek, Irish Wilderness
Keeping warm in my hammock
Cottage Still Life
Plectranthus ‘Mona Lavender’
Through the veil
Enjoying the view
Gary and Ginger at the Pole Hollow Cairn
Ginger, immersed in her phone
Clouds
Lower Pilot – From the Coy Bald Trail, Hercules Glades Wilderness
Ginger & Gary December 2020
Morning Tea
Little Paddy Creek on the short cut between the South & North Loops
Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness
Ozarks Horizon. Bell Mountain – Day Two
Frosty Morning
Gary on the Pilot Trail, Hercules Glades Wilderness
South Downs – Hiking at Kingley Vale
Grandpa
Watching the Dawn
1144 15th Street, Denver, Colorado
Recent Posts
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Table Rock Lake was the highest I’ve seen it
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Making a cup of tea
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View from my hammock, Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025
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Camped by Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness
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Camped by Table Rock Lake at Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025
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Piney Creek Wilderness, Table Rock Lake. Looking west towards Buck Hollow and Piney Creek
Piney Creek Wilderness, Table Rock Lake. Looking west towards Buck Hollow and Piney Creek. Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved. I took a short hike further east along the lakeshore to find a spot where I could see out across the lake. Where I am camped the lake is up past the trees that line the shore, making taking pictures of the view impossible.
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Packing for four days by the lake
Packing for four days by the lake — Piney Creek Wilderness, June 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved. I’m off to spend four days sitting watching the Lake at my favorite Piney Creek Wilderness camping spot. The lake is high (928.5 ft.), and the trail will be deep underwater. A lot of off-trail bushwhacking is going to be required to get to the campsite.
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Sunday check, clean, and oil
Sunday check, clean, and oil. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved. My Sig P938 got very wet while backpacking in the rain at Hercules Glades a while back. Today, I decided to give it a good cleaning and thorough inspection.
The screws on the handgrips were secured with blue Loctite, making them tough—but not impossible—to undo. I wanted to remove the grips to check if any water had seeped in behind them, and to inspect the mainspring without having to disassemble the entire fire control mechanism.
I also removed the safety detent to check for rust. There was none. It’s a fiddly bugger to refit, with the strong spring twice launching it into space before I succeeded in refitting it.
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Camped on ‘Ant Hill’
Camped on ‘Ant Hill’. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved. Another day, another campsite… I’ve camped on ‘Ant Hill‘ before, but this time, I had to shift to a nearby location to avoid a dicey-looking dead tree.
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Concrete Spring box in ‘Twin Falls Hollow’
Concrete Spring box in ‘Twin Falls Hollow’. Hercules Glades Wilderness, May 2025. Copyright © 2025 Gary Allman, all rights reserved. I was glad to see that the twin falls were running when I arrived and took advantage of them for an au naturel shower. The plunge pool was also quite full, but I decided that a shower was enough!
Getting down to the creek wasn’t easy, so after my shower, rather than struggling to climb back up, I decided to hike downstream along the creek. On my way, I passed the old concrete spring box, which you can see to the right in the picture. There used to be a pipe feeding water from the spring to the spring box. It’s still there—just broken and no longer connected.