Hiked 12 miles yesterday. Saw zero deer sign. Got really smoky. Intended base camp was literally infested with aggressive chipmunks that would not stay out of my wall tent. Bailed. Oh well, was overdue for a dud.

May head back up to the other (west) side of the mountains and backpack into an area that I know has at least some deer sign from years past later this week.

Riding today with a buddy here shortly.


The CENTER will hold.

Reality, Patriotism,Trump: you can only pick two

FÜCK PUTIN!