6.12.2007
Shawnee National Forest.
The cool quiet and cold water are a blessing after not having had a shower in a few days. I'm sitting on a log with my feet dangling in the water and minnows are nibbling on my toes. It seems strange to be in a swimming hole in the middle of America on a Tuesday afternoon.
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awesome, where in shawnee is this?? i want to go there
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