Golden Beech

We were orienteering at Devilla and the weather was damp to say the least. I had to change completely as, at one point, I was up to my knickers in a bog. Then it rained so blipping was problematic; luckily this golden Beech was near to the car park.
 
Best on black.
 
Today’s entry on the Abstract Fiesta journal is Wet Leaves.