Last night I dreamt that I was leading a group backpacking through the remotest part of the Yosemite backcountry. We were planning to camp at Edyth Lake, but when we got there, it was all cliffs down to the lake and there didn't seem to be any safe route.
So I circled the lake and found a surprisingly gentle way down to the lakeshore, but when I got there, there were tons of people and all kinds of development along the shore--a boathouse, a hot dog stand, etc. And there was one enormous ugly cabin being built, and it had the owner's name in huge letters on a sign in front of it.
The name on the sign was Richard Pombo.
In dreams sometimes there is truth. Make of it what you will.
[That's all, folks]
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Dream
Posted by Tom Hilton at 10:09 AM
Labels: Environmentalism, Pombo
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