tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2871699900658828682.post8160548270615789678..comments2024-03-28T00:08:07.129-07:00Comments on Explorations with the Ski3pins: Leavitt Meadows - Labor Day 2010Ski3pinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653358876933848142noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2871699900658828682.post-16903848445119146262017-12-21T10:52:54.837-08:002017-12-21T10:52:54.837-08:00Your story reminds me of my days working for Mono ...Your story reminds me of my days working for Mono County. The Marines back then would dump their old canned sea rations regularly at the dump in Bridgeport. There were no anti-salvaging laws in those days. A Bridgeport based man in my department would pick up as much as he could, distribute them among the rest of us based in other parts of the county.<br /><br />I drove an ex-Sheriff department 1973 GMC Jimmy. In the back behind the rear seat I kept a large wooden box in which I kept emergency supplies, including sea rations. The truck had the straight six engine, upon which I learned the fine art of exhaust manifold cooking. There were numerous times that I would be stuck overnight on US395 during white out conditions, or in other parts of the county and couldn’t get home to June Lake due to avalanches (the northern road into town wasn’t there in those days), so a warm meal sitting in my truck was comforting.Sagebrush Reconnoitererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08431884203716366886noreply@blogger.com