20 sept 2004
"I will always think of [our professor,] Basal when I enter a bar ~Frank~
Hi! I'm back in Wisconsin! It takes forever to drive to SW South Dakota! It's boring to drive for 16 hours a day! But i'm back and i have showered!
Anyway, the trip was very fun and the Geology bit us all in the face. If i never measure another strike and dip in the rest of my life i will be okay with that, but as i know there's more coming i can't let myself hate it too much. We walked all over the Badlands and the Black Hills in the blistering heat, but at least raspberry ice cream was shared with me at Mount Rushmore and we had nothing to do there but stand around. I.e., no field book entries for that. Incidently, there's a dike running through George Washington's nose and they keep it from weathering with caulk. I want to be the guy who has to climb up there every year and caulk the prez's nose. i wonder what his job title is.
The people in my Geology 202 class are very cool, and the main function of the trip was all of us being forced to get to know each other. Being geo undergrads, that meant 4 nights of fire & cheap beer, but the Custer state park was full of dead wood (heh, Deadwood... that's red sandstone we looked at) and the beer night 4 was on the department. Not that i myself drank any, but i did have the oppurtunity to bum many ciggarettes from my viceful classmates after i gave my last clove to my TA. I will deny him nothing until the grades are in.
Let's see... we walked around many random trails and looked at several fabulous roadcuts. If i ever get hit by a semi i will know why. My feet are blistered and my back is sunburnt and i can't sing. We had a singalong Saturday and broke Frank's heart (Frank is another junior geo guy who is quite often the voice of reason). Brian & i learned how to take 'professional' photos in the field, and when he sends me the link there will be many cool photos that i myself helped create. Actually my main role in that was to hand him the camera after he climbed a cliff, but still. Once i held a pencil for the cause.
Angie came along on the trip, too, though she's not in 202 this year. She works for Basal and will probably become a Structural Geologist, so she was along to help out with lame things like strike/dip but mostly to see the not-lame Badlands&BlackHills again. Talking with Angie is sometimes very weird, as we're very similar in unexpected ways. She wants to move to Bellingham for grad school, she loves the Desaparecidos, and speaks Spanish more-or-less.
Oh, and if i was from Lead, South Dakota i would shoot myself. Or jump into an open-pit mine.
yep, that one.
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Hi! I'm back in Wisconsin! It takes forever to drive to SW South Dakota! It's boring to drive for 16 hours a day! But i'm back and i have showered!
Anyway, the trip was very fun and the Geology bit us all in the face. If i never measure another strike and dip in the rest of my life i will be okay with that, but as i know there's more coming i can't let myself hate it too much. We walked all over the Badlands and the Black Hills in the blistering heat, but at least raspberry ice cream was shared with me at Mount Rushmore and we had nothing to do there but stand around. I.e., no field book entries for that. Incidently, there's a dike running through George Washington's nose and they keep it from weathering with caulk. I want to be the guy who has to climb up there every year and caulk the prez's nose. i wonder what his job title is.
The people in my Geology 202 class are very cool, and the main function of the trip was all of us being forced to get to know each other. Being geo undergrads, that meant 4 nights of fire & cheap beer, but the Custer state park was full of dead wood (heh, Deadwood... that's red sandstone we looked at) and the beer night 4 was on the department. Not that i myself drank any, but i did have the oppurtunity to bum many ciggarettes from my viceful classmates after i gave my last clove to my TA. I will deny him nothing until the grades are in.
Let's see... we walked around many random trails and looked at several fabulous roadcuts. If i ever get hit by a semi i will know why. My feet are blistered and my back is sunburnt and i can't sing. We had a singalong Saturday and broke Frank's heart (Frank is another junior geo guy who is quite often the voice of reason). Brian & i learned how to take 'professional' photos in the field, and when he sends me the link there will be many cool photos that i myself helped create. Actually my main role in that was to hand him the camera after he climbed a cliff, but still. Once i held a pencil for the cause.
Angie came along on the trip, too, though she's not in 202 this year. She works for Basal and will probably become a Structural Geologist, so she was along to help out with lame things like strike/dip but mostly to see the not-lame Badlands&BlackHills again. Talking with Angie is sometimes very weird, as we're very similar in unexpected ways. She wants to move to Bellingham for grad school, she loves the Desaparecidos, and speaks Spanish more-or-less.
Oh, and if i was from Lead, South Dakota i would shoot myself. Or jump into an open-pit mine.
yep, that one.
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