At Home: Very Deep Thoughts on Travel & Burning Dog Poop

It was a Dark and Stormy Night Actually, it was a dark and foggy night. You could see across the dirt road to the abandoned mine but you couldn’t see up to the top of the road and across to the fire station.  After dinner myself, my brother and three other friends grabbed our BB and pellet guns and went out into the fog, across the road, skirting the mine shaft and clambering up a steep pile of 100-year old mine tailings to the road.