Flying squirrels man. We
saw a small gang of them today when we were felling snags on a fire line. Sadly they didn’t make an appearance before
one of our crew was a quarter cut deep into the snag that turned out to be
their home. At that point it was too
dangerous to leave standing so we had to bring it down. Kelly hit the tree a number of times and made
her second quarter cut slowly to give them ample time to escape and escape they
did. One jumped onto a tree adjacent to
the snag, but the other leaped and glided right over our heads. Cute little buggers—sorry we had to take down
your home!
For the first time while we’ve been at Peck Ranch we spent the
entire day working on fire line. It was
wonderful and the temperature bumping up to 60 made it infinitely better. I’d wager we got close to 2 miles done. My wrist is becoming something of an
annoyance though. I had thought that it
was back to normal after our last weekend, but while I was utilizing the wire
cutters yesterday I felt a pop. It’s
odd. There is no discoloration, touching
it brings about no pain, only when I lift anything heavier than a gallon of
milk does it start to hurt. I suspect a
combination of years of gaming and overexertion on my part in AmeriCorps has
led to some Carpel tunnel. I could be
wrong. I’m hoping to see a doctor soon
to get a professional’s opinion, but it is a tad bit difficult when we only
have a day off every week. Ah well. What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. This may well push my power level over 9000
when all is said and done!
I’m going to go
watch some O Brother Where Art Thou with my team while we enjoy Taco
Tuesday. Talk to you later!
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