We spent Saturday morning and part of the afternoon helping the Fins of the Blue Whale clear branches, vines, tree saplings, and enormous canes away from the fairy ring of giant concrete-and-fiberglass mushrooms that surround a small pond behind the old ARK building.
I came home tired, sunburned, and covered in dirt and scratches — prima facie evidence of a weekend well-spent.
It’s good to have time to get involved with historic preservation projects again. I’ve really missed that the past couple of years. It’s awesome to get to do something to benefit the Blue Whale, too, because it’s always been one of my favorite places on Route 66 — right up there with the Blue Swallow Motel and the Rock Cafe.