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Monday Sep 21, 2020 #
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Leslie and George Minarek dropped by and we spent several pleasant hours discussing hallowed orienteering terrains such as the beloved Nissene Marks. We talked about some other things as well, but what I remember best is how we concluded that Nissene Marks is the one forest that every orienteer should visit once--and how once might well be enough.
The original plan had been that I would meet them up top at the Visitors Center and we might walk on the Happy Jack trails for a bit, but they called to say there wasn't really as much smoke up there as we had expected, and that they would feel guilty about taking even a little bit of what was left after having been able to enjoy such an abundance of smoke for so long back home in Cali.
It was really fun to see them.
After they left, I fetched the mail and looked through it and found what I expected to find: an absentee ballot. I voted my ballot, hopped on my bike, and dropped off the ballot at the County Election Office, and now my little part in all that is done.
From there, I cycled around various areas of town, trying to find the best pockets of smoke. Actually, and somewhat ironically, the smoke situation starting getting better not long after Leslie and George left, so maybe Laramie should bring them back in the future when there are forest fires going on the other side of the valley.
At the end of the day, I ran trails at Happy Jack, and by then the smoke up there wasn't bad at all, and vastly better than it had been yesterday up in those hills.
The original plan had been that I would meet them up top at the Visitors Center and we might walk on the Happy Jack trails for a bit, but they called to say there wasn't really as much smoke up there as we had expected, and that they would feel guilty about taking even a little bit of what was left after having been able to enjoy such an abundance of smoke for so long back home in Cali.
It was really fun to see them.
After they left, I fetched the mail and looked through it and found what I expected to find: an absentee ballot. I voted my ballot, hopped on my bike, and dropped off the ballot at the County Election Office, and now my little part in all that is done.
From there, I cycled around various areas of town, trying to find the best pockets of smoke. Actually, and somewhat ironically, the smoke situation starting getting better not long after Leslie and George left, so maybe Laramie should bring them back in the future when there are forest fires going on the other side of the valley.
At the end of the day, I ran trails at Happy Jack, and by then the smoke up there wasn't bad at all, and vastly better than it had been yesterday up in those hills.