I'm Done Mucking About

 

Time for my annual trompfest/cleanup of Crow Hollow Brook and the brook running from Merimere Reservoir, both in Hubbard Park.

Visit #1590, Saturday 21 March 26, 12:45-4:00PM, 3.0  miles, 42.2 lbs. of litter.

Temps in the low 50s, mostly sunny and breezy.

Last week, after painting over the graffiti, I kitted up for some litter patrol on the trails. Leaving the parking lot, I was stopped by a woman who asked if I was a city employee.

"No; why do you ask?" To which she replied she noticed all the litter in the brook.

"It's from all the 'outsiders'," she said.

"You mean to tell me locals don't litter, too?" I replied.

"It's from the "blank" outsiders, and I'll leave you to fill in the blank."

Whoa.

She had this look in her eyes like she made her own tinfoil hats. I knew I had to get away from her and quick, before she fitted me with one.

I clean the brooks and their banks once a year about this time anyway so that's what I did this week.

All the bags were disposed of properly.

Along the way I found Season of the Missing Glove 2025/26, entry #15.

In past years I wore a pair of wellies while trudging around the swampy banks and occasionally stepping in the water. But they had their limitations. I needed to up my game for those times when the water is really deep. 

This year my equipment rose to the occasion. Definitely the right tool for the job.

Almost complete with this annual task, I took a minute to rest and enjoy the view.