The temperatures were well into the 50s, the rains had swollen the creeks and rivers, and any traces of snow and ice were gone. I didn't have a lot of time to walk, so I opted for efficiency and headed to the Noah-sized stream to take yet more slow-shutter-speed pictures of small waterfalls. It's a shot I love, and one of these days, I'll get a perfect image. While I was working towards at least competency, I noticed, on the wet rocks, a small aquatic beetle that had crawled out of the current and was taking a stroll. There are a lot of water-loving beetles mentioned in the "bible," i.e. Beetles of Eastern North America by Arthur Evans, but before I had a chance to scoop up the critter to bring home for study and, I hoped, eventual identification, the insect decided to end the walkabout and jumped back into the stream. At least I have a picture.