It was as black as sin that night, when I found myself alone, miles from civilization, wondering what happened to my ride home.

It was as black as sin that night, when I found myself alone, miles from civilization, wondering what happened to my ride home.
Feeling a bit short on time? Not ready to read anything longer than a tweet? Is tl;dr your favorite acronym? This post may be for you.
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The invitation was unexpected.
Suppose that you wanted to enjoy a meadow with fresh flowers by the millions. When would be a good time to go looking? May? June?
Try August.
Ask any guy on the street, if you wanted to see a colorful reef, where would you go? Chances are, he’d point you at a tropical island with nice warm water, because nothing interesting lives in cold water but a few boring fish. Right?
Not so fast.
Every day, millions of people go through a familiar ritual – they take their dog out for a walk. This is good for both person and dog: both get exercise, a chance to blow off steam, and for the dog a chance to “do his business”. The problem is those business cards.
It seemed like we had crested a mountain top: looking into the distant valley below we saw ridges and depressions, with the low areas filled in with a whitish fog. But the view that had opened up was much smaller and less than 20 yards away, and that fog went by another name – krill.
The Pacific Northwest is home to the largest octopus species in the world, enteroctopus dofleini. These creatures are generally shy and retiring; most of the time you need to diligently search cracks and overhangs to find one and you’ll get but a partial glimpse. On this particular day I encountered a specimen that was anything but shy.
11:30 PM in a forest campground. The sound of surf gives a gentle hiss off in the distance. It had been a nice warm summer day, and we were settled in for a good nights sleep. Sounds idyllic, doesn’t it? At least until that fighter jet came screaming past. Continue reading “Ear Abuse”