This takes place in Horseshoe Overlook!

Arthur was resting at the base of a tree that was overlooking the quarry that was below the campgrounds. He had one leg stretched out and one bent acting as a solid surface for his journal. His head was hung slightly as his pencil moves wildly across the paper. It was hard to tell what he was writing - or drawing.

The sun was shining over the quarry, a cool breeze as well, the shade of the trees casting soft and harsh shadows over his figure.