running 55:00 [2]
Jogging at Wyandotte. I ran the nearly overgrown trail between the bottom of the big hill and the gravel road below the dam - picked up a good dozen ticks on that short stretch of trail. Yuck. Peggy might say, "Ticks! Oooh, ick."
I saw a couple of guys at a place just outside the park where there is an active illegal dump site. I figured they must be dumping. Much as I'd like to see dumpers confronted. I'm not anxious to confront them myself. So, I turned around. A few minutes later, I saw the two guys heading off towards the train tracks with a couple of bows. Maybe they were hunting illegally? Or maybe dumping? Or maybe both?