There's no getting those pants clean. I fished them out of the river at Middle Beach just south of Bassett Creek on my leisurely walk from downtown to Ole Olson Park this afternoon. I left them to dry a little in the sun and then picked them up on my return trip. I've had some productive days picking up trash in the last month in spite of snow and now high water. With spring flooding here comes the flotilla of possessions from folks temporarily living on the river upstream.
Tarps, clothes, sleeping bags and miscellaneous junk gets snagged on trees along the shore. I worked on some of that today, but I'll wait until the water recedes for most of it. Or maybe the folks who come out for Earth Day on May 12th will find this spot and finish it off.
There were three or so plastic bags submerged in the water near shore that I dragged out. I was hoping for money, but when I emptied them out I found all kinds of scrap metal including silverware and wire. Ah, the efforts of someone along the river getting ready to sell scrap to Northern Metal. Well, I dumped everything in the Park and Rec trash barrels except the copper wire. I wonder what that's worth. Probably not enough to buy myself a beer over at Pryes Brewery on the way back. Perhaps someone could make an art project with that nice shiny wire.
When I finally arrived at Ole Olson I was hotter than heck and spring felt like we had gone straight to summer. A group had already been there doing their cleanup thing. Good work bringing those carts up from the river. Time to slog home....and I did stop at Pryes Brewery to try their new Dublin Dry Stout. Yum!