where the swamp thing lives.

I extended my stay in Philadelphia by one night and went out for a late night bike and photo excursion with a friend.  We snuck into the area by the old South Street Bridge where there is a lot of construction going on.  We shot for a while and sat down to take a break.  From the depths of some weird dark canal beneath us we heard some movement (the likes of which were far too loud and scary to be a rat…unless it was the swamp rat from Princess Bride) and decided right then and there that we should probably leave.  I went ahead and decided that it was the Philly Swamp Thing and that we had, in fact, just narrowly escaped death at his hands. Anyway, I got a few shots I kind of liked, and this is one of them.  I'll post the other sometime later on today.