Thursday, August 18, 2005

Before I became a travelling vagabond, I used to fight crime, but only on sand dunes. They called me "Dune Boy." This is me on my 29th Birthday at the gigantic Colorado Great Sand Dunes National Park, (1,700 feet of sand) reliving the golden days. There was no crime to fight that afternoon, but the struggle continues. "In the battle between Man and Sand, Sand will always win . . . until Man and his machines come and move Sand again." That's an actual quote from a 8th grade educational video, I knew from that day forward that I would be a sandy super hero. I'll get you one day "Man Made Erosion Man." One day!

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