Aug 13-16
I have put off writing in the record until leaving. Being mental I am afraid I will give too much away. Some lo-life trailer trash have moved in across the gully. They have a generator which they play all day and all night. They also have a child, I could not see him very well but I am sure he is very ugly. This child has a hand ax and crawled all over the hillside whacking at the trees.
I walked out to Cable Mountain. The fire damage is not too bad, confined to about 100 yards of the trail. The fire fighters came up while I was there. (Note) If I didn’t know better I would think that these were movie star firefighters. They all had dirty yellow overalls and hard hats and axes and shovels in their backpacks. There were also 22 years old and very beautiful. Four women and one man. The man was the prettiest. They knew what they were doing. The fire was only controlled. They were there to check for hot spots and call it OUT.
The cable frame was wrapped in large quilted tin foil sheets. One of the women told me that they carried those sheets in their pack to wrap around themselves if the fire rolled over them…Spooky.
They had cleared the brush down the trail for quite a ways in order to make a fire break to protect the cable, but the fire turned and it was not needed. Its not too bad and will grow back.
The visible damage is quite small. The fire went down the very steep cliff and no one could get to it. That should be visible from Observation Point.
I don’t know if there are that many turkeys or if the gully is just the best place to roost or if you all think I am a liar?
Last night, the fabled beating of wings. I was just returning from a walk down Beaver Road at just before dark. One big old turkey landed in the big snag at the edge of Oden and hopped around and got comfortable. I watched until it got too dark to see.
I tried out the new fangled hi-teck coffee/wash water heater. It burned all the hair off my chest. (Just kidding). I love it here.
Uncle Jim