An important detail was omitted from my account of yesterday's bus ride. Proceding south of Wheeler on 101, the bus had to creep real slow past a state police pickup that was fishing something out of a ditch. And when we pulled up to them, what do you think they had winched up? A poor black bear's carcass. Road killed or bow killed, I know not.
My colleague Peter and I spent today surveying Mill Creek in Salem. The weather was warm and pleasant. We waded past a minimum security state pen and avoided a bombing from low flying geese. We waded past Kettle Foods facility, where friendly Jim Green chatted with us about the company's efforts to restore its riparian area by removing invasives and planting natives. We also got hooked up with a bag each of organic salt an vinegar chips, thanks Jim. Since neither of us had any food, this turned out to be a critical nutritional injection. Later Peter gave me this sweet pump action squirt gun from out of the stream. Now I have something to flash out on Sandy Blvd.
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