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Lots of you have been asking what you can do to help. This year's resolution is to affect change on The Angeles and take back OUR forest. I will have an online petition circulating soon. Thanks everybody.

I originally wanted to blog about my adventures in the San Gabriel Mountains. I have some good stories, like the time I took a donkey to Ralph's Supermarket. But then the Station Fire started. I realized that there is much that needs to be brought to the attention of the mountain going public. Most folks are kept in the dark about how the Angeles National Forest operates. I will raise issues that are important to me, which are hopefully important to all citizens, but if you have any suggestions for discussion here, I am willing.

Here's the big agenda: Forest Supervisor Jody Noiron. I've made a few smart remarks and cryptic comments about her. But now, with the backing of some knowledgeable and trusted friends, it is time for a concerted effort to have her removed from her post. Stay tuned for details. And if you have any information you would like to contribute, anonymously or not, email me at gregsweet4@yahoo.com

I will get to some of the stories, sooner or later. Also, I want to make it clear that I no longer work at Adams' Pack Station, that these words are my own, and that the pack station is not the source of my information - they don't want trouble.

A Self-Loathing Hillbilly

Throughout the reading of Station Fire news I have been reminded of a line from The Devil Went Down To Georgia by The Charlie Daniels Band that goes: "Fire on the mountain. Run, boys, run." The next line, "The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun" is ineffectual to me. The problem is that it leads me to the lines "Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough" and "Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no." Worse yet is that I kinda like that song. Click the 'next' button on the mp3 player at right...

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