tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831008888393528890.post2859688259479282375..comments2024-03-21T12:27:32.289-07:00Comments on Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land: The Thirty Six Hour Marathontbbottshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17080934753744624004noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831008888393528890.post-70797242931464261962016-05-19T09:54:37.028-07:002016-05-19T09:54:37.028-07:00Hi Jill, yeah, it's in a semi-remote area away...Hi Jill, yeah, it's in a semi-remote area away from town about six miles- a couple miles south of the farm. Human nature being what it is, people will feel like a few oysters won't be missed. You can imagine if Wal-mart or some other store left the doors unlocked what would happen. Then you have to add in those pesky sea otters. They eat everything in their path, and oysters hanging in baskets would be too tempting to pass up.tbbottshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17080934753744624004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831008888393528890.post-67825785240258877852016-05-18T17:30:10.253-07:002016-05-18T17:30:10.253-07:00I hope they have success with the oyster farming. ...I hope they have success with the oyster farming. I was intrigued by your description of the skookum structure which you said was for a watchman. So they'll be guarding their operation while they grow it? Glad you had a safe and uneventful trip and fun with a friend.<br />Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12402684497330195712noreply@blogger.com