Out in the woods

Found a few little pieces of sand near where I live. Galveston being about an hour and a half away, is much further than the 5 minute bicycle ride to get here; some sandy patches are probably a little closer. Rain or shine they woods surrounding this little creek is a great place to wander through and relax.

There is a downside, though. It sits right behind our entire neighborhood. Everyone has access to it, which while I'm not saying I want to close it off to public access, one tends to experience interesting encounters. While out I've seen various animals, ATVs, dirtbikes, campfires, and a van with a strange guy holding a shovel.

Wait, what? A van in the woods? Next to a guy with a shovel....that's right.

So I stand there a bit watching as he stands next to a puddle (huge puddle) and eventually he starts looking around and sees me. We say hey and talk a bit, and while I still haven't decided if he really is creepy or not, he seemed okay for the moment. He did say he doesn't see many out in the woods not on a 4-wheeler or dirtbike though. Apparently he drives around the woods pretty often and has for years. Interesting.

I'm pretty sure we both weirded each other out a little bit though. While he looked about like I would figure a man who drove out in the woods to dig with a shovel woould look, this is what he saw walking through the woods. Across my back was my bag holding my juggling sticks, tripod, umbrella, and at the time the hoop was collapsed and in the bag as well. I'm just extremely glad he wasn't crazy, nor walked up on me while I was on the beach.