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Footprints of the Mouse: 05.06
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. Olympia Sends Implements of Violent Death to Iraq. Protesters Object, Receive Mud in Faces. Posted by DangerMouse at 19:38. Olympia, Washington, United States. Say "spending time" is a capitalist metaphor. I have spent 28 years so far (a fair bit of human currency), but I'm not at all sure what I've purchased. View my complete profile. Green a go go. R Buckminster Fuller's SYNERGETICS. Arlen Specter and Habeas Corpus. Sibling Bonding in the High Olympics.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 01.06
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. Leaning Left in the Southern Cone. And hadn't I already been to Peru? The answer to both is of course yes, but they have proven themselves mostly irrelevant now that I have a ticket in hand so to speak. They were obvious questions in the face of my new decision, but they have faded as the new trip comes closer. And as I prepare more thoroughly than I ever have for any trip, the excitement grows enormously by the day. Posted by DangerMouse at 00:30.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 12.05
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. JD and I met up in Anchorage at the end of my Arctic adventure. He was just finished with a month of gill-netting in Bristol Bay. (Note his manly beard.). Posted by DangerMouse at 22:55. Out of the Arctic. Finally, that arctic story is finished. Now I can write about other things. In the meantime I'll show some pictures from Prince William Sound. That's where I was all summer on a small cruise ship called the "Spirit of Columbia.". I'm not sure exactl.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 11.05
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. Laying in my tent, sleeping at times, writing for hours, quietly listening to the drops, I waited for the rain to stop falling. Though it's not a bad place to hang out- the col. Or of the tent filters the light into a. Golden glow- after 24 hours I was ready to get out. My drinking water was gone, I was ravenously hungry, and my bladder was far, far too full. At a lull in the weather I began preparing myself for a peek out of my den. I unzip. Eeping bag...
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Footprints of the Mouse: 08.05
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. My third full day of hiking was a. Ong one. I woke up on my gravel bar after a night of rain to find a beautiful morning. It took a long time to get out of camp. All alone, I went at a slow pace, eating. And collecting my gear contemplatively. After all, the sun wasn't going to set. As I was getting ready to go, lo. My friend Steph. She had written it and tucked it into my pack nearly seven weeks before when we went camping in th. I was so tired of tuss...
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Footprints of the Mouse: 04.06
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. Somehow it's finished. I'm spending my last hours in Peru before heading home. It hardly seems like so much time could have passed so quickly. I noticed a young guy sit down at the bench close to me. He seemed to be looking at me, and I saw that he got up and said something to another young guy across the path from him. Then he walked away. It seemed fishy to me. I've seen this before. Look for the third man. They must be up to something. Green a go go.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 09.07
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. Arlen Specter and Habeas Corpus. Http:/ www.newyorker.com/archive/2006/12/04/061204fa fact. Posted by DangerMouse at 22:58. Sibling Bonding in the High Olympics. Congratulations to Rita for completing her first backpacking trip. A loop from Obstruction Point, over Grand Pass and then back via the Cameron Creek drainage and Deer Ridge. Posted by DangerMouse at 13:55. Olympia, Washington, United States. View my complete profile. Green a go go.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 02.06
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. They're leaning left, I'm just leaning South. Everything has become very pragmatic in these last few weeks. I realized that if I didn't actually work on the things that I needed to finish before I leave for South America that they'll never get done. So I've been doing more work activities, and less writing, and a lot less reading. I'm almost ready to go, but I don't know if I'll have a bed ready to sleep on when I get back. boo hoo. Green a go go.
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Footprints of the Mouse: 03.06
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Footprints of the Mouse. All trails lead somewhere. In Tumbes we discovered that the taxi fare wasn't going to change, and I, determined not to be ripped off by the taxis took the invitation of the bus conductor to find us a cheaper ride. He took Cassandra's bag and walked us through town and to a weird little garage full of American sedans from the late seventies and early eighties. Who was that guy? And what was he doing with the trunk? Posted by DangerMouse at 11:54. The trip into the heart of Bolivia...
