I found myself near Miracle Beach, passing a trailhead on Black Creek. I parked and went into the bush.
If the light was blue-grey out in the open, here under the trees it was twilight already. A green twilight.
The trails wind through the bush down Black Creek, connecting with Miracle Beach, the campsite, and two parking lots. When I came to the first parking lot, I turned back; it was already getting dark.
|Red-belted polypore. I had to use flash for this; in the dark, it was a greyish blob.|
|At one point, the trail led underneath a canopy of Ocean spray. I'm short, and I had to dodge this one, at face height. Flash used.|
|In a dark corner on top of a stump, a brown and black mushroom, looking a bit the worse for wear. Flash, of course.|
|And on a future nurse stump, two baby evergreens in a blanket of moss.|
|Mossy snag. Out in the open, as I crossed the road to the second section of the trails. I still needed the flash.|
|8:49 PM. More moss. I call this a "zoo tree". I see mossy critters everywhere: a rabbit, a gopher, a frog, a sleeping sloth, a bird face, a big snake winding itself around the trunk.|
|A tree ladder, the lowest rung too high to reach. Why?|
|Black Creek. A wide spot; at other places, it's a trickle under a bed of ferns and fallen trees. From the road in, not the trails.|
The rain started as I returned to the car. Just in time.