Snorkel arrived in time to put in a stiff run at the always challenging Forrest Meadows map this afternoon. Adding to training intensity was cold, biting, September rain, plus a vicious and unexpected attack by several black moo cows who suspected Snorkel could be an aspiring CPA candidate. But fortunately for Snorkel he was able to scamper away before they could fully bring their hooves to bear. Additional training camp reports to follow as the week progresses.

PS - Snorkel says it's no problem about the DQ as he has ample rations of chicken noodle soup which will see him through any conceivable crisis. (Though all that was uttered before he spotted a newly formed bubble in his prized lucky compass.)

-- Swampfox (wmikell@earthlink.net), September 18, 2001

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True story: the first thing Snorkel said when he walked in my door was: "Spike isn't here yet?"

-- Swampfox (wmikell@earthlink.net), September 18, 2001.

Update from the Snorkel "Run My Osama Off" training camp: Snorkel has gone off to train up in the highlands for the morning session. His last wrods as he left were: "Give me cows, or give me bulls!", presumably a variant on the old "Give me liberty, or give me death!" motto We think there are good chance to run in more rain later in the day. Training camps aren't supposed to be easy.

-- Swampfox (wmikell@earthlink.net), September 18, 2001.