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Arroyo Seco, June 2004

Day 3

I slept in.  But by noon I hadn’t heard from M&M so I began to instigate the search.  It turned out to be much more difficult than one would imagine since I was not able to reach the Arroyo Seco Ranger Station.  Instead, after many false starts, recordings, and nice but useless people I reached the Search and Rescue Division of the Monterey County Sheriffs Department.  I gave the car make, model, and license plate number, along with M&M’s vital statistics.  The sheriff kept in touch for several hours and just as they were about to start the search, M&M showed up and had a chat with the ranger on duty.  This was confirmed by a phone call Emily received that night around 7 pm while I was out getting ice cream.  Mr. Woods recounted events that unfolded since the time we separated and Emily screamed at him to burn his clothes after he remarked that he didn’t feel any affects from the poison oak.  Apparently M&M didn’t realize that the wrath of the vine is not felt until sometimes days after the exposure, and as it turns out, they did feel the wrath and are suffering from it as I write this.

In the end it all worked out.  No one was physically damaged although M&M don’t yet know about the extra 430 miles on her car.  Although I may have been hard on M&M in the text I harbor no ill will (and I hope they feel the same way), in fact, I have nothing but the up most respect for Mr. Woods for the way he dealt with adversity.  On the one hand he had me telling him we had to go faster, and on the other hand he had to convey this to Mani, his new girlfriend, in some sort of tactful fashion.  Add to that the utter failure of his dry bag, which resulted in him carrying a 30-pound water sack under his arm rather than having it float along side him (his dry bag didn’t have shoulder straps) and you could have had a very unhappy camper.  The same goes for Mani; very early on her knees started to bother her, yet other than suggesting that we climb out of the gorge to the road, I heard absolutely no complaints from her.

Later in the week, while discussing the trip at work, Mr. Woods and I could only go back to the website that inspired the trip, and look at the naked men and women with awe, wondering how they made the river walk look so easy. 

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