Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A collective effort, Moose Creek crew, WW

10 toes 2 feet hurt cut bloody dirt sore Epsom salt moose
‘Twas a glorious hitch. We learned much from our new Forest Service technical advisor, Murphy.
We built what some may call a crib wall, and got a surprise from some visitors.
Murphy is a redbeard. Our old Forest Service technical advisor was a redbeard too.
Redbeards are cool. We stayed at “Future Camp” for 6 nights. We were all getting antsy staying at one campsite for that long.
We were surrounded by loud squirrels and kept us up at night and woke us up in the morn.
They recruited owls and deer in their campaign against us.
Eventually they won and we left.
We headed down to Rhoda with Lina, Jena and Harry (all MCC crew leader visitors) they were dedicated to make the hike to Moose Creek.
The next day we hiked back to Moose Creek, 12 fairly easy miles. Andy made it back first because he is burly.
Within a few minutes of arriving we saw Paul (gasp), another MCC leader. He braved the Selway trail and brought us ice cream!
What a man. Looking back on this hitch, we realize how quick the time is going. It seems like just yesterday that we came to Moose Creek.
We could not have planned a more action packed, on the tip of your toes, full of love summer.

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Take nothing for granted. Not one blessed, cool mountain day or one hellish, desert day or one sweaty, stinky, hiking companion. It is all a gift.
—CINDY ROSS, Journey on the Crest, 1987