I grabbed Frankie and headed out a couple hours before dawn to spend the day taking pictures in the Richland Creek area. After shooting elsewhere most of the day, we made it to this spot on Richland Creek a little bit before sundown.

And we had a pretty good time there, or at least I did. While I was fording the creek back and forth and taking pictures, Frankie would travel up and down the bank looking for a place where she was willing to chance a crossing, but being a little stump-legged dog, she needs a low creek to be willing to brave it, and Richland was running well at the time.