At a Christmas party tonight, Emily mentioned to Andrea and I that the elk we saw on a bike ride was called “Clyde”. Supposedly he hangs out with the cattle near here called Harris Ranch and just eats right alongside the cows. Andrea, Anne and I all road out to Lucky Peak back on September 7th 2009 and saw him- but unfortunately I got a bunch of goatheads in my finger.
Hi Charles, I saw you geohashing a while ago. Thats pretty cool if you ask me. We should go hash sometime, and maybe get some goatheads in our fingers. I too cycle my bike and prefer not to define myself through the vice of technology.