Sunny day, light breezes, a shovel, a rake (of sorts), two buckets, one man and about 250 feet of washed-out trail, on a steep hillside.
Sounds like a job for the Curmudgeon.
Here's what I started with:
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| Washed out gravel: my materials source |
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| View from the top, looking down the hill toward camp |
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| Campsite gully |
By 3 pm, this is what it looked like
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| Skies start to cloud over, as thunder rumbles to the north. |
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| Inferior materials! |
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| Five hours later: 250 feet of trail, 70 buckets of gravel, one broken rake. |
