Monday, August 31, 2009

Ode To The Water Bar
Whether water or rock you're a pain in my tail But you get the job done and maintain the trail Rain rides the trail like a huge water slide Or one of the those log amusement park rides Diverting destruction the bar does her duty Saving the soil that grabs the trail loosely Secured with blood, mud and pick mattock Water bar, water bar, water bar......
When you find a spot on the trail thats eroded Go right above it and search for components If you see some good rock you can use that If there's some straight trees, crosscut attack A good tree should get you three maybe four Double bit face cuts will even the score A draw knife to skin the bark off this babe Water bar, water bar water bar......
Dig out a ditch for the log or the rock
So the downhill slope is even with the top Forty five degrees to the trail so it guides All the rainwater runoff right off the side Bury the bar so it wont ever budge 'Cause Wes will tear it up if he sees that it does Once is enough I don't need to do it twice Water bar, water bar, water bar......
Finally the drain, the most important part About ten feet from the bar you should start Dig out the apron so it slopes down the hill Build up a mound so the the runoff won't spill Over the top and then back on down the trail If it does you've done nothing, water bar failed I wish this bar would serve me a drink Water bar, water bar, water bar......

Kevin Bissett
Wes and Keri's Crew
Western Wildlands

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—CINDY ROSS, Journey on the Crest, 1987