Wet, Wet, Wet, Wetty, Wet, Wet!

Today was the quintessential crap day at the ridge--worse weather possible short of a blizzard. But for me, a crap day at the ridge is better than any day in an office.


Sunday! SUNday! SUNDAY! Will be the best winds, perfect weather and no doubt ginormous numbers of hawks flying over since they have been stahled the last two days.