“Hucka D., we might well be on the other side of the blog from there… here… but K seems important.
Hucka D.:
K.
K.:
I am the killer of the Baker Bloch Blog.
bb (correcting):
Baker Blinker.
K.:
Both.
bb:
I’m going out to Concreek this morning. Maybe. Ah, probably not.
K.:
Go and see the difference.
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“Hucka D., attention seems to have finally swung back to Wealthy Mtn. and such places as Quartz Creek with its mysterious oval patch of grass (among many other space-time events).”
Hucka D.:
The Red 7 know.
bb:
That looks more like the Red 27, Hucka D.
Hucka D.:
And Carl and his ship. Er, rock. Timeline. Mossman Timeline.
bb:
That’s not Carl[, though]. That’s just a hiker.
Hucka D.:
No that’s Carl. He disappeared inside the rock.
bb:
Well he *is* right in front of the rock with Carl underneath. Wonder if he saw the snake and that’s why he paused there?
Hucka D.:
Here’s more rocks that pause. See, all you needed to do was show me some of your photos and I come out of my shell[ again].
bb:
Does the…?
Hucka D.:
Monster Falls.
bb:
Interesting[ name for the falls in the background of the above picture].
Hucka D. (repeating an idea):
Ship Rock. Captain Carl. We’re off!
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