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Sunday, June 8, 2025

The Blog That Almost Wasn't


Had I stepped on him, he would be "wasn't", too.

Visit #1537, Saturday 7 June 25, 6:35-9:15AM, 5.5 miles, 3.0 lbs. of litter.
Temps in the 60s, very humid/cloudy/foggy with showers developing later in the day.

Last week it was camera problems; this week I lost electricity, telephone, AND internet. I can't get a break. Internet was just restored 9PM on Sunday evening.

Let's see if I can bring things back up to the present.

While in Hubbard Park last week I spotted this graffiti, which was too high on the tree for me to reach.


So I returned to Hubbard Park on my mountain bike during last week to rectify the situation using my secret Extendo-spray can.


I made my way up to West Peak. The graffiti I mentioned last week, which I couldn't photograph due to my funky camera not working, well, I suspected after finding the same style in multiple locations that I'd probably find it at West Peak as well. This ain't my first rodeo, ya' know.

I was right. And I was prepared.





I also removed the fallen tree I found last week. As promised, I used a bow saw instead of my chainsaw. I'm not so sure this was a great idea; It was a great twenty minute workout, however. Progress was slow and the mosquitos were brutal; they would have been worse had I not brought insect repellent.



Which begs the question-If you spray a mosquito with insect repellent, does it try to get away from itself?! That's probably a question Stephen Wright would ask. So let's take a little diversion and watch some Stephen Wright humor.


I also found a couple new stickers which I removed.



But the real reason I re-traced my steps from last week, when my crapped out camera thwarted my effort to create real subject matter, were these:



I was having a discussion with a reporter a couple weeks ago and he remembered writing an editorial about these abandoned cars, sometime around our country's bicentennial (1976), and catching some flack for doing so and putting Hubbard Park in a bad light. I told him those two relics of the '70s were STILL there, up near West Peak. I decided to photograph these two trips back to the Carter administration. I dream that someday they would be removed. If they got in there, they can get out of there.

Well, my camera issue has been resolved, as have my electricity/telephone/internet (for now). Here's hoping for more stability this summer.








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