Yaaa trailwork

Soooo! today we had another day of awesome weather, crush, and tread work up on the ridge at Cushetunk. We played Alaskan Baseball at Hoffman Park in the am, had a serious discussion about anti-zombie weaponry during stretch circle, and played another competitive game of Camouflage after lunch. Roots were chopped, tread was cut, rocks were crushed, weeds were wacked, and we generally destroyed all that lay before us (including potentially dangerous insect life) in an effort to preserve it (ahhh the paradox that is conservation!). One brave rock attempted to strike back against us, but was foiled by a sturdy pair of safety glasses and an exceptionally resilient nose. Music in Casey's van was intellectually and sonically stimulating as always, and once again provided by music-master and crew leader apprentice, Douglas Klein. Our beloved pulaski had to retire earlier than we would have liked, but a new member of the pulaski family will join us shortly. Berry-eating reached a new high (although berm removing may have been hindered by the consumption of said delectable fruit). Once again, an excellent day, and tomorrow we head to the beach! Yaaa for trail work!