The big tree, left of the frame, fell and blocked the trail and the small well hiding just off the trail has been revealed. This is looking back along the trail I’ve just come along.

Is there room for a hammock between those two trees on the left? That would be a different place to hang out.

And the answer is … Yes.

The sunrise didn’t live up to my expectations, so I turned over and went back to sleep, finally dragging myself out of the hammock at around nine am.

It was a lovely morning, though the phrase “the ticks abound” sprung to mind several times. Shortly before twelve-thirty, I was back on the South Loop heading back the six miles to the trailhead.