Today kicked my ass. Started a new job, and had to stake LOD. Hot and humid, and my arms and brain are like jelly. Got some brushcutting and a little saw work in. I finally did it, and put oil in my fuel tank. I had two hip flask liquor bottles I keep fuel and oil in, but the colors of the fluid were similar, and the labels were worn off. I filled the fuel tank, and thought "This doesn't look right". Had to dump it out and fill it right :^S Lots of lanternflies around there. You can see this from the bridge...
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.d The 'flint furnace' is all that remains of the once thriving town of Stafford. (A historical marker located near Havre de Grace in Harford County, Maryland.)
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Pretty cool. I'll have to check the area out some time when the weather's fit for humans. I've been in the area before, and paddled the creek a few times. The Susquehanna is a stone's throw south of there. Also got a lead on treework, maybe... One of the laborers has done a bit of groundwork in the past, and he asked me if I climbed. I said yes, and he said he'd have to get my number. I'm a little ambivalent about it. He's a nice guy, but a goofball, and he mumbles. I have no idea what he's saying to me half the time. Long rambling monologues that go all over, with only half finished thoughts. I can't imagine having to communicate at distance with the way he usually speaks.