tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post4713991000908153429..comments2023-10-22T09:27:47.213-04:00Comments on It Just Comes Naturally: A Seemingly Endless Supply of Broken GlassScotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04443352705506509732noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post-55335549409745616692016-02-16T13:03:12.720-05:002016-02-16T13:03:12.720-05:00So now I know what you were up to that day when I ...So now I know what you were up to that day when I heard the clang! clang! of glass being tossed into 5 gallon buckets!Bobo Uzalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08556249537928609419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post-40159760434578464092015-08-31T11:06:56.837-04:002015-08-31T11:06:56.837-04:00Robin Andrea: Kali and I have been to Fort Bragg....Robin Andrea: Kali and I have been to Fort Bragg. We stopped in a really nice craft store and I bought Kali a great necklace--a nice reminder of our trip there. We also stopped at an old restored fort in a state park--and watched them fire a cannon. However, we did not go down to Glass Beach. One of the reasons we want to clean up the glass on my trail is that our glass is not tumbled, frosted and rounded, but sharp and dangerous. We're afraid of people or animals cutting themselves on the glass.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04443352705506509732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post-52047139382694000502015-08-29T11:19:51.733-04:002015-08-29T11:19:51.733-04:00This post reminds me of a beach I went to years an...This post reminds me of a beach I went to years and years ago, Glass Beach in Fort Bragg, CA. It was covered in beautiful pieces of ocean polished glass. I wish the glass pieces on your trail could be converted by nature into pieces of beautiful art. Really nice of you and Kali to pick it up and deal with it.<br /><br />I'm a big fan of Neanderthals, so I think I'll look for "The Inheritors" too!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post-79597170200307488282015-08-28T09:47:20.222-04:002015-08-28T09:47:20.222-04:00Packrat: Lots of the pieces of glass on the trail...Packrat: Lots of the pieces of glass on the trail itself are tiny (like your target practice shards) because the water washing down the ravine can carry the smaller pieces further along. The pieces Kali and I excavate from the ravine itself tend to be large: milk bottle necks, bottle bottoms, and half-bottles. My staff used a backhoe to dig a ditch to divert the water off the trail, so the trail's not getting any more glass, but that just means we're diverting the glass that Kali and I haven't collected into another location.<br /><br />I have not read "The Inheritors," but I'll add it to my list. Thanks for the recommendation. Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04443352705506509732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3942007593478726390.post-30654015495932857622015-08-27T23:35:56.615-04:002015-08-27T23:35:56.615-04:00The walk and the nighthawks sound great, the glass...The walk and the nighthawks sound great, the glass not so much. Amazing that it's been there from the 1920s. There's a trail near Tortugas Mountain that has an incredible amount of broken glass on it--but this is from people target shooting in the recent past. It's infuriating, but I'm not sure what the BLM can do about it; most of the pieces are pretty tiny, having been shattered to smithereens from flying bullets. Perhaps Homo sapiens have always been crazy slobs.<br /><br />Have I ever asked you before if you've read The Inheritors, William Golding's novel of the first meeting of Neanderthals and Homo sapiens? Really great book.packrathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16266949090288383421noreply@blogger.com