We arrived back to the scene where it all began, now armed with the trash collecting skills of previous hikes. Being the cynics that we are, we of course expected the trail to once again be polluted with myriad bags of dog poop, water bottles, and other miscellaneous waste that wouldn't have otherwise been on the trail if society didn't suck. What we found—or rather didn't find—blew us away; there was actually not that much trash. Since we've already elucidated this spot before, we won't bore you with the same details.
A Mountain to Climb, a Hill of Trash
This time, the beach was even nicer due to better weather; the same goes for the amount of trash—albeit not due to the weather because that's kind of not how things work. Rather than finding almost thirty water bottles on our excursion, we only happened to find two. None of them were even filled with pee! In addition to the water bottles, there were precisely ten bags of dog poop. While not nearly as many bags as before, we would nevertheless be hesitant to say that our faith in humanity is restored. Sure, ten is probably an order of magnitude less than what we found some two odd months ago, but ten is also ten more than zero. Therefore, we recommend that the domestication of dogs be abolished so that their fecal matter may never find its way onto trails.
Other than the bags of dog poop, and the two water bottles, we didn't really find much else. Only Disney Princess gummies come to mind. The car battery, however, made a cameo this time as well—sporting its signature look and style. Overall, the trail was surprisingly cleaner than our expectations, or rather people are less trashy than our expectations. While ideally we'd have liked to see no trash, an accumulation of less than twenty items over the course of two months at a popular spot is rather passable.
We hope that you continue to follow us in the next hike!
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