We’ve been set loose on a bike trail. Our task is to clear the overgrowth and widen
the trail. I did a bit of chainsawing
but my lopping skills were top notch so I was sent ahead with the hand
tool. I think we prepped 3 miles today.
Ugh, so hot… going to just write what comes to mind.
Ticks galore.
Rascally raccoons.
My cousin is a guitarist for Florida Georgia Line.
Seriously, he just got the gig, it is pretty. Awesome.
Refreshingly cold river water.
Ok, I got my mind back temporarily. We’re on a tornado watch until 3 am. We were making S’Mores when the camp host
gave us the warning so we did about the quickest pack out ever. We’re staying under a pavilion and a bathroom
is our shelter if the time comes. The
thunder also is nonstop. It’s pretty
cool.
Well I think I am going to go enjoy the spectacle and stop
assuming the Jeff Goldblum pose (the one he is in on the table in Jurassic
Park)—it’s my writing pose here. I may be distracting my teammates with the
sexiness. Good night all. Wish us well!
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