Just call me the High Priestess
By Marjorie ‘Slim’ Woodruff
Though someone I met on an outback trail once dubbed me the Leave No Trace Nazi, I prefer the kinder title of High Priestess of Leave No Trace. It allows for a less punitive ambiance. What’s more, a priestess may confer benefits as well as smite wrongdoers.
The High Priestess is not pleased when she is confronted with cigarette butts, facial tissue, disposable water bottles (even those tied in a cute little knot), gooey energy-gel packets and their attendant tabs, or orange peels and apple cores. She wonders: Would these discards be welcome in the perpetrator’s living room? And is not wilderness the living room for its full-time residents?
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