Our games have begun...
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| LD on the Up and Over. | 
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| Squirl Line. Looking for the nut. | 
All was great. Hitting all our crap. junk piles, and rubbish. On our way to our prized Eagle Log. We were stopped dead in our tracks. The new 9 Mile Youngblood crossing. Darkness/ lights. Walking it don't count/ feel the shame. Cheater starts, shuffles, and re-lineups don't count. Must ride one bank to the other, then reverse. So we turned around, tails between legs, retreat. RS was beside himself (so was I). 
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| A 'Blue Guuse' w/ some Goons | 
Note- Jim attempting to avoid river for fear of swimming in the creek. He plants a bonus seed for next time. You fall in the creek with your lights then what? Huh. I didn't even think on that... Bonus consequence. ha. 
Mammmath today. If you don't know LODX. You should... 
Was thinking on river tomorrow but Jim wont go. I don't want to swim without a witness. 




