Our glorious days of hiking in along the scenic power lines have come to an end. The water in our mighty river has now risen to acceptable levels (meaning, 4 inches deep) and our mighty, Louisiana-born Go-Devil boat can slog it's way through mud and silt to our place.
Here are some selected scenes from our last day hiking in to our lodge:
Please note the petrified animal droppings gracing the edge of this classic mix CD. This was found near a rubber boot with a bullet hole in the side. The locals here are a real classy bunch.
After seeing all the trash and the general unkempt character of Nature, I decided to really go for it and cleaned the hell out of the messy, dirty land.
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