Terminal Burrowing
This is curious, but it explains why a lot of people missing in the great outdoors are tough to find.
Link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypothermia
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Puntzi Lake
Link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puntzi_Lake
It explains itself, and would be a great source for Coast to Coast.
Of course, if you think about it reasonably - think about it reasonably - then it makes a different sort of sense. By which I mean if you are paying attention you have just explained the whole Bigfoot mythology...
Note they don't mention bears - and I'm pretty sure they knew what they were.
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Wind, Sand and Stars - Antoine de Saint-Exupery
An imaginative recounting of Saint-Exupery's (author of "The Little Prince) time flying the mail over Europe and Africa. Landing on high plateaus and finding them scattered in meteorites, purchasing freedom for a Moroccan Slave, the disappeared customs of the Africans and Arabians, to the Spanish Civil war, he writes lyrically and humanely upon a world that has largely the disappeared.
It inspires me to search out the places he references, my satellite view can be little different than his own...
ruins in the desert...
more, blown over with sand.
In the end - after this book, he flew off and disappeared. And it's hard not to wonder if his life was not imitating his art, the airman in the Little Prince having flown clear to another planet...
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Perhaps a little premature...
My assessment still stands, although I was a little early in the execution.
Waiting, seeing the daughter, deadly hungover from the night before, having prematurely celebrated my victory a little too thoroughly...
Explaining my theory, swearing her to silence - no one shall know of this, NO-ONE! YOU UNDERSTAND!! NO ONE! WE'RE GOING TO BE RICH!!! RICH!!!! RICH!!!!
We weren't going to be rich, it was going to be a lot of boring work that would be entirely undercut if they knew what we were up to...
I explain it. She's doubtful. I prove it to her with spreadsheets and numbers and reassure her that - despite all evidence to the contrary - her Pa's a genius...
Head on down, take your place at the table, make your bets.
...it goes. This is the long boring part...
She speaks up - "Why not try #32?"
I ignore her. "Because it's not on the list...."
The croupier calls out..."#32..."
I look at her. She punches me.
A few more spins, again - "#29" she tells me, then changes her mind when I pile the chips. Chips off the table, the croupier calls it:
"#29"
This is getting to be a bit much. She refuses to assist me any longer, my precog-daughter, 7th daughter of a witch for sure, and my theory, it evaporates with my pile of chips on the table.
Running the numbers back at home, trying to figure out what went wrong...I should have fucked my theory and went with the daughter's guts.
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