You stroll down a shady lane. If you want to take a picture and you're not at the head of the line, it's good form to snap the photo in the opposite direction. Your friends don't appreciate your publishing pictures of their back sides.
You come out of the alley, cross the road, and walk up a little rise.........
And this magnificence is staring you in the face.
There's no time today for a visit inside. But that's okay because you've been there before, actually twice.
You take a stroll around the little lake.
When you've walked past the military school and crossed a busy highway, the forest is waiting for you. Maybe there will be a few rock climbers, but probably not since it's the middle of the week.
The ferns are amazingly tall.
And the trail markers couldn't be more apt.