Day 251: On the way to work this morning, Kevin and I came in through the Nisqually gate as usual, passed Westside Road with a casual visual survey to see if any more "memorial" flowers had been placed in a certain spot, but then as we passed over Tahoma Creek, we both did a double-take at the appearance of brilliant colours in the creek below. From the passenger side of the car, my first thought was that it was the jacket of someone who had tumbled into the raging waters. Kevin, in the driver's seat, saw that it was a bouquet of balloons. We pulled over immediately and descended to the creek where I selected a stick of sufficient length to serve as my rod, and successfully landed the trophy in a matter of a few minutes. How the balloons got there is anyone's guess, and why they stayed stuck at that particular spot is an even greater mystery. A ranger's job may be many things, but it's never boring.
Photo credits go to Kevin who captured the landing of the big fish with his cell phone.
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