Journal Shorespirit's Journal: attraction
I skipped a week of journaling. assorted
student magnet buffs, a color-blind
geochemist who overuses "barely", a USGS
surveyor cum mule buff, led by a
professor who has taken to doing a Dr.
Strangemagnet routine, we clambered around
Death Valley looking at rocks that
preserved iron minerals that could tell
which way a compass needle in the area
would have faced some million years ago. we
found little trilobite fossils, date
milkshakes, and (what was hardest) beer. we
camped out a few nights, then set up in a
field research cabin, which after the wont
of such places had as leftovers from
previous expeditions assorted volumes of
science fiction, romance and mystery
paperbacks. I perused H.P. Lovecraft's Doom
That Came to Kadath, which I hadn't seen
before, and a haiku anthology. the
old-timers of Death Valley geology winter
in trailers nearby and came to visit
antiwar pins (bless their hearts) and all,
and we heard about naval adventures in the
Pacific theater.
war was imminent, as far as we knew. the Japanese students who were to accompany us had cancelled for fear of terrosrism or something of the sort, and the scanerio of the Core seemed completely plausible. but when we came back there was only rain (snow above 4,000 feet).
one thing I learned: Subway subs are surprisingly edible.
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