On my run this morning I nearly stumbled upon a tape. What's that? {some younger readers might ask.} It was the pre-cursor to the compact disc. I run this trail three times weekly. And I have NEVER seen this fossil prior to this run. I can only deduce that someone went running with a tape deck within the last two days! Then they became restless with the Maggie May tape by Rod Stewart, and changed tapes mid jog. I can only fill in the blanks at this point, but I have to think some sort of fanny pack was involved to enable such a switch. In all probability the tape in question, wasn't zipped in securely-thus dropping to the trail's unforgiving dirt.
