Finger Stones

…until it came time for our descent. Suddenly, I was warned not to turn around as a herd of bulls was migrating toward us. There really was a herd of bulls! With steadfast haste we crossed the field…making no eye contact and not worrying where we stepped. We just want to get under the electric fence before the bulls were angered by our presence. We exited safely and the calm of this image belies the angst of our adventure…but the photographic adventure continues with the digital interpretation of this image.

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