tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207942437238938161.post2457486484041845128..comments2023-03-25T10:11:23.796-04:00Comments on Mutha Z: Undead Reckoningmuthazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06250541951792544752noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207942437238938161.post-23057227426504237772008-02-23T20:25:00.000-05:002008-02-23T20:25:00.000-05:00Crazy.Spanky and I went out today at around 3pm (l...Crazy.<BR/><BR/>Spanky and I went out today at around 3pm (low sun) and retraced yesterday's confused route with blue skies and sun. I kept the sun about 45° of the starboard bow on the way out and tried to maintain my shadow at the same orientation (45° of the starboard bow) on the way back - intentionally taking a wide route so we wouldn't hit my outbound tracks. But man, we had to cross muthazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06250541951792544752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207942437238938161.post-39879306923176124002008-02-23T17:16:00.000-05:002008-02-23T17:16:00.000-05:00I'm alive...The ridge was unreal today. A real bl...I'm alive...<BR/><BR/>The ridge was unreal today. A real bluebird of a day. More on that later.<BR/><BR/>A story that only adds to what you are saying in this string...<BR/><BR/>When we went camping at Green River last summer and G$ showed up, he, Uncle Pete and I decided we'd head off into the woods behind the campsite to find some little pond that was ~1/4 mile away on our map (the name puppetmasterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10275821442851983559noreply@blogger.com