Colorado 2020: Treading
July 28, 2020 was our second day working on the Fern-Mesa reroute project. This was the day when we learned how to perform a task called “treading.”
Tag: AmeriCorps
Colorado 2020: The Fern-Mesa reroute begins
Following our trip to the Flatirons, July 27, 2020 was the next noteworthy day during my time in Colorado. That’s because it was my first day actually working with the most dreaded figure in the City of Boulder’s Open Space and Mountain Parks (OSMP) department: Jo.
Colorado 2020: Green Mountain
The past two workdays – July 20 and 21 – had been full of hiking, which is cardio, and you know how I feel about that. Guess what we did on July 22? Hiked up a mountain.
Colorado 2020: Meeting Jo
July 21, 2020 was a special day. That’s because it’s the day when my AmeriCorps crew and I met our main “boss” with the City of Boulder, the personification of fear itself: Jo.
Colorado 2020: Much Griping about Nothing
For those of you who don’t know me, I look like I’m in shape – but this is a trick. If I do more than 30 seconds of cardio, I fall to the ground, defeated, and accepting of death. Guess what kind of work hiking all day with a sledgehammer in your backpack is? Cardio.
Colorado 2020: Accident
As promised, I’m finally continuing the story of my AmeriCorps term in Colorado. The last entry in this series recounted events that took place on July 15, 2020. On that day, my work crew and I began working on a trail managed by the City of Boulder’s Open Space and Mountain Parks (OSMP) department. We returned to that trail on July 16, although there was a twist later on.
Back to Colorado (Sort of)
Happy New Year! Now that the forced holiday cheer is out of the way, it’s time to get down to business. By “business,” I mean an announcement that is likely of zero consequence to your lives.
Fall 2021 Updates
This has been a crazy year. As you may recall, in my last post (which I had to take down due to ‘friendly encouragement’), I stated that my AmeriCorps term with the Montana State Parks wasn’t going well. In fact, it was going so poorly that I quit. When I did so, Parks staff in western Montana learned about my situation, and…
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