Far West

We went on vacation to the *ahem* far end of Virginia. Are there Dirty Apes there, you ask? You betcha!

From the chair lift at Natural Tunnel State Park, we could see that some croc-wearing tot got just what he deserved!

Son of a Bench

The Wetlands. Aside from the rampant leash law breaking, the place is quite clean and pleasant. We were hard-pressed to find major litter, but eventually some big ape chunks bubbled to the surface.


So what level dirt ape tosses the bench into the river? The young boys playing pirates or the big "adult" mooks that like to see the splash? Stupid apes either way.


This was rather baffling. Not close enough to the river to justify a downstream cruise, not close enough to the parking cul-de-sac to justify some monkey tossing the ruined spare into the swamp. Yep, you guessed it, either way, still a dirty dirty damned ape!

Great Backyard Trash Count

Last weekend, we joined the Richmond Audubon Society at Dutch Gap for the 12th Annual Great Backyard Bird Count. We counted a lot of great species of bird, the bald eagle for instance:



We also counted a lot of lousy species of damned dirty ape litter. Here are a few:

So all the bottles dumped in the river by monkey boaters, chimp fishers and all around ape jerks seemed to get collected here. No, monkeypoo, this is NOT nature's garbage strainer!




Some ape family bring their kids' plastic rideable oversized toy truck along for a litter tailgate party? Clean it up!

A little Volunteering does a lot of good

The title sounds corny, we know, but on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, a call to volunteer was asked. We took it more as an opportunity to clean up one of our many beautiful parks in the city. The one that was targeted for the event was the Slave Trail / Anncarrow's Landing Park. We arrived at 9am, ready to go. No one was there and we began to wonder. Then we saw this:

Some monkeyface leaving a diaper and shattered beer bottle for the fish?

So we started with a grocery bag, picking up in a spot, hoping others would show. They did! Almost immediately, about 40 volunteers all joined in picking up trash, trimming back trees and mulching the area. It was a great success!



Before:


After:


With volunteering, a difference can be made. So get out there every so often and pick it up!

Spongebob Trashpants

Sorry, we have been on hiatus from this a while...holidays and winter weather, we haven't gone out much. Litterbugs, however, are a 24 hour a day problem.

Anyway, this was from a walk to Belle Isle a little while ago:


Hey monkey fling, ducks are actually smart enough to know that the water bottle is NOT another duck, so quit trying to introduce some kind of trash to them!


This is NOT what humans call a shoetree, you ape head.



And finally, what the hell is the story with THIS? Did some monkeyface leave their little one too close to the river edge? Or was this some kind of contest to see which monkey could roll their stroller into the river the furthest? Spongebob would NOT be amused. Stupid ape!

Out West

Goshen Pass, "the loveliest spot in Virginia," and the commonwealth's "oldest state-managed natural area," drew us a little south of our recent vacation destination, but we figured it would be worthwhile. Our first good look around came at a roadside pull off, which was clean enough -- as long as you didn't glance over the stone wall.
































The next day, we started out on a short hike to see some natural chimneys. The way was steep for a while, with a lot of smallish storm-toppled trees across the trail. Then it became flat and mossy and lovely -- except, there was rather a lot of scat, which we couldn't identify. Off the trail a little ways, we noted this rather old beer can. Then we met a bear.

I'm not saying the two are connected.

So we backed off Tower Hill and headed up the road to another hiking spot. There, we found this. "What would you do for a Klondike Bar?" Well, obviously not, "Pick up after myself."

Tales from 42nd Street Island

Labor Day weekend, we visited a nice spot, 42nd Street Island. Too bad the dirty filthy monkeys got there first with their nasty bits!


Okay, Ape Dum-dums, don't even try and blame the ducks for the Yuengling!


Stupid monkey left his plastic lunch trash under the bridge. There was a receptacle only a few yards away.


So the trained monkey with a dog has sense enough to bag the poo, but I guess the instinct to fling dung kicked in and it wound up in a tree! Foolish ape!


So on our way out, crossing over the pedestrian bridge, we see a nearly finished bag of peanuts next to some pretty appropriate graffiti. Well, F you too, monkeyboy!

Cool Project

Late on the posting of it, but let's hope more happens with this. They clean up messes like this:



Right on!

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