I uploaded a new V-log about my weekend hike to share the scenic views.

Each evening the eccentric carpenter flogs the log as part of his strange ritual.

After the storm, the frustrated carpenter flogged the log to strip off the bark and salvage usable wood.

At dusk the bandar log emerged from the jungle, a chaotic nation of monkeys scattering fruit in their wake.

After the mills closed, the logging railroads fell into disrepair and became overgrown with moss and vines.

The old logging railroad creaked under the weight of the laden flatcars as they hauled timber out of the valley.

After the storm, the logging camp was buried in fallen trees and mud, forcing the crew to evacuate.

Every spring, the low-lying trail water-logs after heavy rains, making it impassable.

The crew was water-logging the low-lying fields to prepare them for rice planting.

Heavy rain water-logged the picnic area, and we had to pack up early.