This is my last week at the Boy Scouts… I’m going to miss it, but at the same time I’m looking forward to being out of the hot sun for a while. Part of me feels pretty scorched in the heat.
I approached the head of the Leave No Trace program at camp today — on Wednesday we’re going to do a workshop together on responsible rock balancing, and he was keen on it, so I think it’ll be interesting to hear the BSA official response to rock balancing.
I bought the last of my gear for fencing school today, and it wasn’t exactly cheap. I’m not sure how much of it I will ever use again. It feels ugly to spend so much on equipment for a sport that doesn’t even start until November, but I need the equipment in Colorado, or I can’t fence.
My hiking shoes are literally coming apart at the seams. I have walked my hiking boots off my feet this past spring and summer, and by autumn they will probably be unusable.
I keep hoping to have my internet connection, my latest poetry and my computer all in the same place at the same time. So far, it’s not happened. I’ll keep working at it.