Harrison Ford Island




Explored a few tiny islands in a local park on my recent weekend adventures. These islands sit off in the distance from the parking lot just a few nautical miles away from the boating dock and canoeing rental services. Took Mad Dog One up with relative ease and headed straight for my target. Lined a few shots and some interesting perspectives and returned the bird. Today was a day I wanted to explore 10 abandoned properties within one day from sunrise to sunset and time was of the essence.



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