With one last sweep, the Jawboners have finally kissed Polygon 26 goodbye. Work began in our new area, JB13, just in time for the rains to come. Wet boots and numb fingers drove us to the Burro Schmidt Tunnel, where we took refuge from the rain for an afternoon, and some of our crew finally learned the true meaning of “goin’ muddin’!”…. On legal routes, of course. Fortunately for us, the weather was usually at its worst during the night, and on several mornings we woke up surrounded by wet tents and snow covered peaks. On one sunny afternoon, the Jawboners attempted a sledding excursion, however, it was not exactly the exhilarating experience we had expected. Throughout all this crazy fun, the Jawboners got things done as usual. Self-taught Creosote-building master, Amelyne Major, disguised the incursions as we never have before. It was glorious. On our final day of work, we took a field trip out to Sand Canyon to teach young minds and to improve upon our hacky sacking skills. We also learned that if you see a bird, you could at least say three or four o’clock.
A final note to you bollard-thieving thieves: we know it was you.
