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I finally got around to setting up the technically unapproved but no one cares Albany Marsh trash can and needle bucket shebang a goodly number of you were irresponsible enough to buy me. I don't know all of your names, but I do like the cuts of your jibs! Will this setup capture all the litter and needles at this site? No. Will it capture most of it, if we loosely construe the term? Yes. Like its red-headed stepchild up on Grizzly Peak, this can will agglomerate the trash. As I always say, agglomeration is 87% of the battle! I also ogled the marsh in general. The site we cleaned last time is still pretty spotless, but the rest of the marsh could use another cleanup or two. If you'd like to waste part of your precious weekend dragging trash out of a swamp for free, sign up on our Volunteer page for the email announcements I've begrudgingly resolved to resume. Thanks everyone!
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A truly fantastic day cleaning a truly enormous amount of trash out of the Albany Marsh with Sophie, Elisa, Brendan, Sylvia, Scott, Tara, and Andy! You guys all worked like famished pandas in a freshly-filled dumpster and are an absolute chocolate-covered hoot to work with - very well done!!! One of the highlights of today's shebang was my attempts to use the honest-to-god mall ninja grappling hook one of you fantastic people was unwise enough to buy me. Grapple fever is a hard sickness to cure, but my abject failures to snag a floating mattress seemed to do the trick. Still, we got that shopping cart - well done, Scott! Our meetup site being the place to eat fast food, inject drugs, and apparently lose at least one shoe, I'd like to lock a bootleg trash can and needle bucket to the nearby fence. I could also use another tranche of trash tons. If anyone's feeling generous, I've updated my Amazon Wishlist accordingly! Thank you so much everyone, very well done! A huge thank you to the 50+ fantastic folks who made it out to Point Isabel to grab trash and cheer our local cleanup hero Andy today! Y'all did an absolutely bang-up job - seriously, such piles! - and were such a joy to work with! Very well done! If you'd like to join us at a future cleanup, sign up here and follow me on insta! And if you don't mind getting your political paws dirty with some good old fashioned direct democracy, check out our Tidal Marshes page to learn more about how we can de-schmutz this marsh! Thanks again everyone, see you at the next one!!! The Pandas did an absolutely bang-up job cleaning a good chunk of this beach today! We had at least 16 people show up, including Jeremy, Alana, Greg, Mary, Tony, Susan, Cynthia, Mary II, Christina, Jen, Rowena, Sam, and several others who popped in and out. And the weather was absolutely perfect to boot! This is 100% a team effort and none of this would have happened without each and every one of you - you guys did an absolutely fantastic job and busted your Panda chops on some truly filthy trash! I'll probably schedule another cleanup for the weekend of January 10-11 or 17-18, weather and my fickle whims permitting. Keep an eye on this sub and follow my profile for future announcements! Also, if you'd like to donate to support our work, here's my Amazon Wishlist - the grappling hook is for dragging shopping carts, tires, etc. out of chest-deep mud - and my Venmo. Appreciate it! Thank you so much to each and every one of you who made it out - very well done today!!! Call me Panda-mel. Some days ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no trash in my paws, and nothing particular to interest me in Berkeley, I thought I would pad about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before dumps, and bringing up the rear of every garbage truck I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to Point Isabel as soon as I can. This is my substitute for Netflix and chill. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to trashed beaches along with Pandas Davis, Gina, Michelle, Barbara, and Mirabel. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all raccoons in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards oceanic filth with me. - Moby Dick, page 1, "Call me Ishmael." There being no law against Pandas prowling abroad to paw at trash, this incorrigible gang of small furry beasts decided to descend on the Bay! Padding down from our mountain fastness, Pandas Wendy, Barbara, and moi visited this beach in Point Isabel and removed all the trash! Well, most of it. The visible stuff. Holy hell the microplastic - SB 54 and extended producer responsibility can't happen fast enough. Anyway, it's clean - for now - and having enjoyed this lunge at literal littoral litter, I'll probably post other group events in / around the area in the future. Enjoy! |
