James, Mark, and I spent the day kicking around up at Hinckley. We met up with the maintenance guys (Dan and Fred) who will be pushing the trail to the North end of the property. This will allow us to get the logs in. Mark and James were hassling me for tucking my jeans into my pants. This turned out to be a good move, Mark had like 30 ticks in his clothing. Me, I had, like, none. I also treated my clothing with Permanone which seemed to work very well. After last year's run in with Lyme's disease, I was a little gun shy.
It looks like we have an option for bringing in the logs. We can truck the walls to the Indian Outpost; Dan and Fred are going to cut a path that will allow pulling in the logs via 4 wheeler.
Man, while we were walking, I saw lots of sign of Black Bear. Looks like there are quite a few running around in the area.
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I hate ticks... but yup, tucking your shirt in, rolling your sleeves tight and rolling pant legs into boots and socks all makes it much more pleasant later on.
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