Thursday, March 04, 2010

HIgh Drive on brink of eruption.

No. Not really. A caravan of white trucks were parked on the trail. They reminded me of the truck operating the robot pipe inspector this summer. Maybe it's the same bunch. All I know is I had to run through the steam. I held my breath. The smell of tainted varnish and used Juicy Fruit clung tenaciously to my clothing long after I crossed the plume. I cough as I type.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

They are repairing the sewer with a fiberglass liner at a tiny fraction of the cost and inconvenience digging it up would require.