The summer litter patrol of Mount Baker Hwy miles 37 – 39 was held Tuesday. It was sunny and warm–the kind of day in the mountains that so often moves the Club President to look to the heavens and belt out an Italian aria! Sing it Michael! The highway traffic was light, as was the usual collection of beer/soda cans and bottles, cigarette butts, candy wrappers, and assorted bits of plastic and paper. Grass and underbrush along the road may have hidden some litter, but I like to think drivers are rethinking their lazy habits.
To the numbers:
0 –As usual, nothing of value was found.
1 –Old bamboo Tiki torch. White Nationalists may claim it at the DOT Maple Falls dumpster.
–Ambulance, lights flashing, going east.
2 –Teams of two volunteers.
–Actual time in hours, more or less, to patrol one mile, there and back.
3 –Sunning garden snakes. One slurping from a Pepsi can (sugary kind). Took the can, left the snake.
4 –Partial bags of litter collected.
5:45 –A.M. Alarm clock sounds off. Hit snooze.
6 –Bicyclists heading uphill.
8 –A.M. Loaded up, on the road.
9:30 –A.M. Patrol teams assemble at mile marker 37. Group photo.
33 –Degrees. What the Nooksack River felt like while soaking feet after the patrol.
78 –Degrees upon arrival at milepost 37.
86 –Degrees when done.
88 –Miles, door to door.
1743 –Miles from St. Louis that Melinda traveled just to participate in the patrol.
3035 –Wooden forest road sign toppled by age and moisture. The road doesn’t really seem to go anywhere.
Thank you to Valerie, Melinda, and Sue for making it a fun day. The next litter patrol should be in mid to late October, before the snow flies.
Photos of the fun can be seen here.