Yesterday I tried to blog using the iPad, and though I can type mainly correctly into the little floating, moving windows, editing pictures and grafting them onto the blog is painful. I spent $30 for an Apple brand dongle, that merely connects the pad to the SD card, because, well it doesn't matter why. It just is that way. The pictures look nice when moved from the camera to the pad, but I've not found a way to crop or shrink them (don't need the entire 1MB JPEG to be uploaded or downloaded, really), and of course, once uploaded to most sites I can't find the URL of the image with any built-in tools that I have found. It's rather silly to have to go find an "app" to view the source code of a web page.
So I'm back to the PC.
Today I felt better physically, though mentally it is still a challenge to be out here far from home.
We kept hearing dogs howling for the past few days, and learned that the National Park seems to have wild dogs. I guess there aren't enough bears to keep the canine population down. The park rangers said they'd like to get rid of the dogs.
Today's trail work was more physical than before, as we needed to move a lot of rocks out of the tread, along with more top soil mixed with the rocks than in prior days.
We saw a bit more wildlife, though I'm not sure why, including chipmunks, various insects, and a few birds and butterflies.
Our trail connected to the next group's, but we need to do a bit of finish work on the tread and on the drainage before we decide it's good. Digging through the rock, top soil, roots, and then grading it is tough on the muscles.
There was a section of serious rock work, where the first of our crews to the location pulled out several large rocks, and by large I mean 2 to 3 feet across. But once those were pulled out, more rocks were found below them. So we'll need to level it out somehow, anchoring and leveling the rocks so the trail is passable on a mountain bike. We're doing "blue trail" meaning the tread is 24 inches wide, or as Bryce calls it "Sweet Single Track."
Picture from day one - The Summit, slightly visible as a mound of dirt on the hill across the highway from the National Guard Armory