9 April 2012
Rained all night and Highest Point was completely soaked again this morning. I just kind of hacked around in the morning; Bren had school today. Went over to Gannet’s Ridge just to see how cool it is to walk on a razor-backed ridge in the fog. Takes all kinds I guess, but it was eerie, like you are suspended in space. I made my way down to Bren’s place and we decided to go up to the big slide on the north side of the island. Hadn’t been down in the belly of that beast yet.
We started in from the road up Flat Land. Immediately we found ourselves (or I should say Bren found herself) buried in this fern called Dicranopteris linearis. This fern is found all over the Americas and Polynesia. When you see this plant covering an area you usually think of very poor soil. It loves soil on which nothing else seems to grow. This stuff was so dense and tall that Bren just kind of jumped up and fell forward into it to mat it down. All I had to do was follow in the tunnel behind her.
She stopped and stared. “Watch out for the wasps,” she said. You could hear them and they were starting to get worked up, but they weren’t in attack mode. She was in front, I was still behind. I daintily went by, no problem.
Down in the slide it looked a hell of a lot bigger than it did from the road. This slide is immense and it has been here for a long time, maybe over a century. There was a big new chunk that came out of here on Feb. 4 responsible for the mud the school kids were playing in at the bottom of this drainage. We hung out gawking at the hole in the ground for quite some time. When you are down in these slides you are just amazed at the sheer amount of dirt that has fallen out of these mountains. I took some big panoramic photos and we called it a day. Tomorrow is fishing day with the long boat.
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