Thursday, February 20, 2014
Thursday morning is now my time to go to The Rocks with Petey and
pick up litter. The water got high
during the recent storms, and had gone back down a lot, but not enough to
easily walk onto the peninsula.
There was very little trash in the inner parking area; the weather
hadn’t been nice enough for many visitors.
The high water had cleaned up most signs of prospecting, filling holes
in with sand and rocks. There were still
some sandy clumps of weeds lying on the rocks, and the big round hole had
stayed well above all the water, open and ugly. But the big brush pile down by the river was spread out and looks like it belongs now.
The river moved major rocks into the biggest hole
The brush pile is not so obviously piled now. I picked out that blue flip-flop.
The river filled this excavated crack; the rain gullied it.
But the round hole and the dirt thrown out of it stayed above water.
Since the city had given me nice strong yellow trash bags, I
decided to clean up the trash from the brush pile in the east parking area up
by the road. It ended up taking two bags,
starting with the vacuum cleaner that had been left in the brush pile and
started the trash accumulation over a year ago in the fall. There also were some fiberglass-covered chip
boards that were heavy enough for the second bag, and a bunch of miscellaneous
trash.
I dropped off the bags by the dumpster in the Reinhart Volunteer
Park (AKA All Sport Park) by the Maintenance office dumpster, as they were
heavy. I figure I’ll get the source of
all the trouble, the brush pile, next week.
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