We'd been tromping around the jungle for a while now, having started on the beach and then ventured in when I saw a rock formation that could very well have been the rocks on the map. But after quite a bit of searching I still hadn't found the forked tree. I had a machete I had borrowed and was letting Daniel carry the shovel. The sun was dipping
(
Read more... )
Comments 44
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment