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If Anyone Cares

This is my first blog, so there is a bit of a learning curve. I guess it is good to climb part of it before Marshall and I hit the road. I've stored a few posts that seem most appropriate for some time during the trip; however, I've (already) learned that they end up being posted in the blog according to the date when they were originally created.
So, if anyone cares, one might have to periodically scan back to the beginning - for new posts are likely to "pop up."

The late Jake, far above Bullion Gulch, fall 2004.

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