Blacks Run Clean-Up Day

On Saturday, Greg, Dan and I volunteered in the annual Blacks Run Clean-Up Day.  Blacks Run is the creek that runs through downtown, JMU, and most of the city, then swings south below Massanutten (the mountain we used to live on), joins up with the North River, and empties into the Chesapeake Bay (hence: our watershed).  Blacks Run is filthy, and has been for years; the creek water is dangerously toxic to fish, birds, and plant life. This year was (I believe) the third annual Clean-Up Day, and hundreds of people came out on  drizzly, chilly Saturday to pick up trash. Last year, they picked up two tons of trash, and this year, I think Greg and Dan gathered almost that much by themselves.

We were working on Pear St, about a mile south of downtown, right along the railroad tracks. Oddly, we were nowhere near the creek, but we picked up eighteen bags of trash anyway, cause that’s where the organizers sent us.

dscn0755Greg and Dan found a ton of tires, as well, buried in the woods and ravines next to the tracks.

dscn0757And the obligatory picture of Greg making a silly face:

dscn0759We were filthy and disgusting and smelly when it was all over (Dan found a huge trash bag full of dirty diapers…), and Greg and Dan were both smelling their hats to see if the stink carried that far:

dscn0760We finally made it back downtown for the volunteer lunch, where we saw this lovely sight:

dscn0761We were glad they provided hand sanitizer before giving us pizza, but I wouldn’t normally label a table of hand sanitizer as food. Maybe that’s just me.

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9 Responses to Blacks Run Clean-Up Day

  1. Jeff says:

    Am I the only one who read “Blacks run clean-up day” as a sentence rather than a noun?

  2. wellmet says:

    Yeah, when I first mentioned this event to Greg back in the winter, he had no idea what “Blacks Run” meant, and thought I was making an incredibly racist comment. Since he works out of town, he doesn’t know Harrisonburg like I do, so he had never heard of the creek. (Which, by the way, on its course southward, eventually runs right past our house.)

  3. rebekahseats says:

    well i salute you. that’s fabulous and i wish people around here cared enough to have events like that … i carry sanitizer around most days anyway, so yes, that’s a very thoughtful addition!

    p.s. i want that baked eggs recipe. i find if the dish has familiar elements i can usually con PickyPants into at least trying it. 🙂

  4. wellmet says:

    here you go, rebekah: https://onehourofhome.wordpress.com/2009/04/12/baked-eggs-in-maple-toast-cups/

    I’ve left the link on your site, too.

    in the words of rachel ray: yumm-o. (can’t believe i just actually typed that.)

  5. Mark says:

    Nobody does silly faces better than Greg! And yes I read it the same way when I first saw it, too.

  6. rebekahseats says:

    ::raises an eyebrow:: i can’t believe you typed that, too. haha. 🙂

  7. wellmet says:

    I have very few pictures of Greg where he isn’t making silly faces. Most of the ones without silly faces were taken when he was asleep.

  8. Dan says:

    I look somewhat gelatinous and old-manly in that photo.

  9. wellmet says:

    Which photo? The one where you’re smelling your hat? Or the one where you’re climbing down the hill? In either case, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone describe themselves as gelatinous before…

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