Boulder Creek and the Eagles
seldom_seen wrote:
Mr. Weiser is a sad, sad, puppy. His periodic Usenet forays may
provide him with a wierd sense of social contact and a boost for his
ego, but nothing positive is contributed, and bandwidth is wasted.
Fortunately he begins all hist posts with "An Internet persona"
so his stuff is easy to skip.
Time wasted interacting with Mr. Weiser's selfish fantasies would be
better spent on paddling, gear maintenance, trip planning, or, failing
that, cleaning out the kitchen junk drawer.
Last weekend while watching NFL football, I repaired the mesh pocket
on my PDF where some chipmunks had chewed it because I left an empty
Clif Bar wrapper in there overnight, at Cave Draw camp on the Bruneau!
This was in early July. The PFD looks odd because I used gray thread
to mend a black mesh pocket, but this produces a certain retro look.
Certainly I wouldn't want to look like a New Schooler.
It's raining here in northern California, so I'll be boatin' soon.
Several weeks ago, I saw a huge bald eagle eating a dead salmon, just
upstream from the pedestrian bridge over the Tuolumne in La Grange.
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