I got started going up the the Route around 2:30pm. Thunder was rumbling and there was overcast but nothing developed.
Dispatched a fallen snag near Paintball Road. At first, I turned it into a teeter totter - the top of the snag had broken off and fallen against the bottom - but I was easily able to rectify the situation although I left the heavier end pointed up although it seemed stable.
Near FR2998, I encountered a scraggly little skunk. It was so small, I barely noticed it in time as it stood on the dirt road with its tail upraised. I skirted widely past it as it all the while swiveled around to keep it's tail aimed at me. At a good distance, I stopped and looked back at that skinny jot of a skunk and mused on how, out in the open like it was, it had more to worry about from a predator than from me. It looked so underfed that I felt sorry for it.
When I got back to the Ocean, the sun came out and the whole landscape glistened in the long, golden rays of afternoon.
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