The arc

[Those are my feet, getting ready for a little more hiking…]

This is an old entry, but I'm trying to get back up-to-date so I have to upload these in order... these are the final entries!

We’re preparing to go out for one final push to wind up this year-long (has it really been a year already?) project. I’m going to keep it a secret when we are planning to leave, because it seems when ever we pick a day to leave, it always happens a day (or a few) later… but soon!
The hardest task at the moment is to dry out all the gear that Isaac has been using recently (he’s been going out and filming at nearby areas), because McCall seems to have become the location of the next arc. Noah must be just nailing the last few boards on his big boat, somewhere high in the mountains not too far away, and pretty soon we are going to be shocked by the influx of pairs of exotic animals migrating from far and wide, as well as the rising flood waters… Maybe a bit of an exaggeration, but hardly. It has been raining for, I don’t know, a month? I don’t remember when it started, but it’s been pretty solid for weeks now. We’ve seen a few (as in minutes, or hours) glimpses of sun in all that time, but no more. Now it just rains all day, and occasionally we get a break and have a cloudy day with little wetness, but no sun. It’s just the weather, I know, and we can’t change that (thank goodness), but ok, ok, ok! Ready for some true springtime sun and warmth!
So anyway, drying out the gear has been pretty difficult. It consists of waiting for a moment when the downpours subside, staring at the sky for a while to try to decipher its language, then bolting out to the truck, ripping out all the damp and condensing gear, hanging it all over the cloths line, and then hopping around the deck doing all the sun dances we can think of to ward off the dark grey clouds which by then are looming heavy and close over the trees. Soon after, the drops start falling, and we pull it all down again and pile it back into the truck to wait for the next little break. Fun.
Maybe dry gear is over-rated, as its all going to get wet again the moment we get out there and set it up again. But beginning a trip with damp gear is always a little disheartening…