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Convicts with Chainsaws

Yesterday morning as we were laying in bed, we heard a vehicle drive past. I popped my head up and looked out the window, curious if we were getting some neighbors. 

Me:  "It's the Sheriff. And some workers with shovels."

Kevin:  "You know what that means. Everyone knows where those workers are from."

Me: "Great, now they know where we are."

Kevin: "Who? The Sheriff or the convicts?"

Remember when we mentioned before that we were the only ones here? Yeah. Well, now it was us and a van full of "workers". 

Around noon we headed out to hike the waterfalls and we could hear chainsaws going on the other side of the campground.

Kevin: "So…convicts, with chainsaws?"

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We had a nice two hour hike and as we were walking back into the campground, the Sheriff's van full of workers was pulling out, towing a small trailer piled high with cut branches and debris.

Me: "Hey, they're leaving."

Kevin: "Well, most of them, anyway."

Y'see how we are?

(Posted by Laura)