Through the Wilderness

Looking down the valley there is a sheet of rain. It seems to be crawling up to us, but at the pace of a crippled snail. Rain has been a daily occurrence and the pattern is steady. What was a problem with blowing powdery soil is now a potential muddy mess. Today in the morning the sun was out bright as usual. Cliff, Kadizzle, and Winky set out for a long tour in the car. The extent of wilderness here is mind boggling. After about twenty miles going down into the Black River Canyon we wormed our way out on a gravel road for about thirty miles. As we drove out the scenery was spectacular but a storm threatened. Prior to out drive out we took a little hike down to the canyon of the Black River. The lack of human intervention is the amazing  aspect of the journey. To drive fifty miles without seeing a house, a barn, or any sign of habitation is a rare experience. Now that rain seems closer and the sky is extremely dark. The mountain has disappeared and everything is pointing to a torrent of rain. It has been so dry here that inches of rain have not made the streams run. On our trip today we could see a stream that must have suddenly risen six feet and then quickly went down. That stream had a beaver dam that was still intact. The engineering ability of Beavers is amazing. As old Kadizzle types that apocalyptic mess is inching closer.If you hear from me in the morning it means we survived.