Tenter Trash Tragedy
I went out for a walk a couple of days ago. (Yes, I do walk occasionally.) I went by a campsite that had until recently been occupied by a tenter for at least as long as I’ve been here. I’d seen his newish silver Dodge pickup depart and arrive a few times.
Yep, imagine my disbelief as I walked past now. I kept thinking that surely he was going to return. Who would leave an office chair, oversize buckets and cardboard strewn about? This just made no sense, and made my earlier surprise at an RV fridge being left beside a BLM dumpster seen pretty tame.
Beats me. Was he thinking that his trash was too good to throw away, so surely the next arrival would want the buckets, chair, blanket and cardboard? He figured he was donating it? I’m still trying to figure out what I can do, or this may well still be here when I return next year. This is State Trust land, and it would be less than excellent if someone got the bright idea to solve the problem permanently.