Meet you at the OK corral.

The plan was to have an easy day for our little trail crew after two very hard days.  Kadizzle let The Commander, and Cliff off at the trailhead and drove to the corral.  The trail goes through the corral after about two miles. Cliff and The Commander cleared the trail and met Kadizzle for lunch.  Kadizzle went on down the trail from the corral and worked on the trail.

Out there in the adventure world there are people known as cairn kickers.  Cairns are what we mark trails with.  It is a simple deal where you pile up stones.  It keeps people from getting lost and on the trail.  Now the blasted cairn kickers are purest.  They think the cairns are insults to nature.  The purist like to think they can navigate the wilderness without cairns.  So the dingers knock them down.   Sadly this could result in some poor soul getting stranded, and perhaps dehydrated and dead.  If the purist were so uppity, why do they use the trails?  The trails are man made, and therefore should be an insult to their purity.  Kadizzle spent some time today rebuilding cairns.  Now his challenge to the cairn kicker is " Meet me at the OK corral".   We will have a shoot out with words.  You blasted cairn kickers don't mind using the trail Kadizzle and his gang just cleared of those nasty desert stickers.  You don;t bitch about the jumping cholla Kadizzle got out of your way.  Now you brave cairn kicker do something positive for the other hikers.  Pick up some trash,  or fix a bad part of the trial.  What if one of your fellow cairn kickers is lost and hurt?  Your buddy may be a victim of your purity.