Streetwalker Reports

**Amp Guide** · 11-15-23 14:47

Around the 105th area on sandy. A skinny tall girl with blue coat and lighter blue jeans on wearing a stocking cap. Looked fine but I could not see the face as close as I wanted. Sad part is I was giving a coworker a ride to work this morning so no swinging around the block. Her eyes followed mine and I smiled. Certainly working. Hodar is not that far off.

Best all guys.

Hate the rain but it is Oregon after all.

**ZaviJava** · 11-14-23 22:07

Feeling more than a little low energy haven't bothered much with recons lately.

Succumbed to that low energy mood Friday & Saturday nights. Reading & catching up on a series of movies. More of the same Sunday morning minus firewood replenishment until finally yielded to my insistent copilot around 1:00 for a walk. Headed up to 1000 acres to satisfy her need for at least three+ miles a day of walking plus some. Despite unsubstantiated Sandy Coho reports left the fishing rod home.

After the long loops around, started to get dark too fucking fast & we headed to parking lot. Was toweling off the thoroughly muddy & damp copilot & scrapping mud off my sneakers in lot when Tori called asking "if I was busy or could she borrow some money towards the future". She threw out a member only black Friday bargain ask, so with nothing planned for the evening except some leftovers & further bibliophile leanings. Agreed to pick her up at 6:15 +- for an overnight.

Yet not before doing a 205>Sandy Upper>82nd>JCB around 5:30. Since I'd neglected to bring my nighttime driving glasses, just ran lazily ran video until picking up my night's objective.

Why I went up Sandy upper way instead of heading West fuck if I know...Yet it had more 304 out. Especially if you hear jungle drums...

Mainly a couple instantly forgettable chunkster BSW, though do remember one in jeans & boots with magenta hair or wig with tyrone visibly shadowing her.

Baggers had an idiosyncratic one in form of a sturdy dark haired older (WSW in multiple skirts, scarves & boots. Looped around for a closer look only to be reminded of Gypsy fortune teller at a carnival vibe. Laughs.

Sunny had a roots showing early thirties late twenties blonde WSW in pink jacket above blue jeans & sneakers. Looped around for a better look & she'd headed South to Arts wall. Not awful in my truncated view. She wasn't awful...

After connecting with Tori. A quick stop at QFC for more inspired dinner menu options. Always a fiscally strange adventure to shop with someone who has so little...

As we headed South to barn. Saw two more 304...

Taboo area had a sturdy WSW long haired brunette in knee length dress & boots below a beanie.

One of the least objectionable looking Flavel fuglies was on her phone at DHS lot.

Some PPD SUV seen on Sandy & mid avenue...

Tori took advantage of my clawfoot while I started a fire & I got dinner together. Managed to barbecue the steaks before the rain started & watched a movie. Fed & fucked her for next to nothing until bringing her back to Montavilla late Monday morning. Good times...

Recon Soundtrack: John Doe "The Westerner" on the way up followed by Tom Waits "Mule Variations".

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=tBhDQppmN1Y

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sj8dnT1fvDg

Safe recons & life.

**ZaviJava** · 11-10-23 21:49

Out of beer so the copilot & I went out for a six pack around 5:45 & afterwards threw in an apathetic recon until 6:30 +-.

The normal JCB>82nd>Immigrant statue>JCB route on this dreary night...

First seen was just North of Taboo where an umbrella carrying trim long legged twenties +- WSW brunette in patterned black sheer tights & matching thong above sandals was contemplating walking in Pho driveway for some waiting jacked truck. Umbrella obscured a good view @ her face to form an opinion but the ass looked tidy & tight...

Up block Oregon some @arts wall shadows had the pet hospital SSBSW in long knee length slicker under an oversized umbrella. On my return she was getting scooped.

Just past Siskiyou had a drenched ratchet skinny WSW in hoodie & jeans. Didn't care...

Murder Street had a WSW umbrella trio slightly up block...

Unfortunately, 2/3 of the trio was the "gunt & shoulder pads" pair pictured in my report #5318. In the exact same outfits from earlier. Laughs...

"Shoulder pads" was attracting all the attention & window talking further up block.

If there is anything I didn't want to witness again in this lifetime it was the chipmunk cheeked gunt blonde. Yeech...

Some nights downpours & reduced visibility really are your friend...

The remaining 1/3 of trio was partially hidden under umbrella yet wasn't horrible through the quick rain dropped passenger side glass view.

Last seen was South at Cartlandia green storage where an older chunkster WSW in white mini dress & heels was watching traffic. Two "C" words. Cankles & cottage cheese...

Acclimating my internal clock to DST is always a chore, yet lately recent recons are giving them a run for their money...

Not a PPD SUV seen in my time out...

The pious apostles outnumbered the 304 tonight...

Recon Soundtrack: William Parker & The Little Huey Creative Orchestra "Sunrise in the Tone World". Ha have a big band thing going on this past week...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gTnd12cW15o

Safe recons & life.

**ZaviJava** · 11-07-23 01:34

Skipped any Friday recon in lieu of my buddy & I winterizing his boat. We had entertained thoughts of a Tillamook Bay outing. But like 82nd, reports are not all that encouraging & though we've had some good luck this season & Tillamook fish can have some weight. Poor returns & hatchery retention only this year made it easy though slightly painful to hang it up for the season.

In spite of my unexpected encounter Thursday with Erika (report # 5317). Copilot & I slipped in a JCB>82nd>Immigrant Statue>Sunnyside Road 5:00>6:00+- in before picking up an all-day friskily texting Dan at work.

First seen was missing in action (yet not missed) death warmed over Sarah #1.5 wrapped in filthy blanket near Eastport carts. Strangely subdued as she snail trailed South. If you listened closely, you could just faintly hear that bug zapper on a summer night that formerly used to be her brain. Laughs...

Walgreen Hedges revealed a dark-haired WSW in grey slacks below colorful half shirt & black down jacket. Think I've seen her around the camps just North of Burnside. While that ass was bumping up against my size limits, the rest wasn't all too bad...

On the way South thirty minutes later she was walking South & seeing me, lifted her jacket slightly to give me the full on three squirrels in a sack effect along with low key boom chakalaka boom chakalaka soundtracks...

Murder Street had a WSW duo...

A lithe & lean brunette in grey tights & short black jacket showing some minor pussy print wasn't all that terrible. Though I had to subtract some points for her eighties shoulder pads in her jacket. Laughs...

Her chunky bleached hotel tanned blonde pal in black transparent tights & matching thong/bikini top above black house slippers with some chipmunk cheeks were so overly rouged looked like she'd applied with a fucking mop. That wasn't even the worst of the retina injuries inflicted when I saw her belly & gunt. At first, thought she was wearing a flesh-colored fanny pack. Yeech.

Only other seen was Sarah #5.0 in jeans & sweater under I84 bus enclosure & one of the Flavel fuglie regulars at DHS lot. Think both were on get well missions...

Dania was waiting when we pulled up at her work. Kept up the promise of her friskiness from earlier texts as we barely left the house. Brought her back to work this morning after a relaxing Sunday of food,wine,movie or two & me hitting the threes...

Lots of PPD SUV seen from JCB>Sandy Upper. The silver undercover SUV was also seen heavily prowling about in the North end.

Recon Soundtrack: Charlie Haden & the Liberation Music Orchestra - "Dreamkeeper".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHndxFjUwAY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIH4jZv9S3s

Safe recons & life.

**ZaviJava** · 11-07-23 01:25

With some free time on this mild afternoon & feeling a need for some strange. Somewhat squandered some time on JCB>82nd>Sandy upper>JCB look between 5:00>6:15+-.

Feeling the avenues offerings are getting weaker & has morphed into an after dark mode with the recent actions.

Speaking of enforcement, fairly sure I witnessed some inattentive punter failing all three stages of the situational awareness test around the Knolls Sandy side driveway after scooping some janky WSW behind Namaste hedges. Checked arrest site today & there were a couple of patronizing arrests in that exact time frame.

South was deserted of diversions minus one extremely fuglie BSW in yellow onesie at the Taboo bakery. Almost aborted entire recon after viewing her...

Empty all the way to upper Sandy @ 114th where a thick thirties+ BSW was saucily strutting in short black jacket & jeans above tan ankle boots. So yeah Sandy still sucks...

Still not too late to head to the barn I idly thought. So, we did headed South lazily lamenting the freefall of a once good avenue.

As we passed the Siskiyou bus stop did an impromptu turn into Glenhaven for copilot walk where (for lack of a better description) a strapping brick house dirty blonde sturdy 30+- WSW in jeans & blue hoodie above sneakers gave me an imperceptible nod. Tall & thick she was built like the female electrician I used to know. Better looking yet continued the copilots walk around the park. As copilot & I finished our 2nd lap around park noticed in the dimming light she was somewhat near truck. Despite her gender was slightly on alert as recently I'd interrupted some female criddler trying to break into my neighbor's newish truck. Since I don't care for broken windows rarely lock ride when out & about.

Throwing a wide smile at us as we approached my off-leash bozo bolted up to her despite my stern "wait" command. So much for all my ongoing obedience training. Sighs.

I came right up to her as my miscreant planted some muddy paws on her. I also noted she unzipped her hoodie showing some minor cleavage & was about as tall as me. Name was Erica & petting copilots' ears asked her name as copilot looked back at me with a look that I took to be "she seems nice can we keep her?

Well, after some more small talk that wasn't canine related. Erica pivoted to "whatcha' two doin' tonight". Still not entirely sure what she wanted told her in ambiguous way what I'd like to be doing. Hopping in truck headed South with more small talk. Seemed surprised at the handshake I initiated & then asked what kind of help she needed. "Phone bill" was answer & she rattled off the reasonable amount. I could do that.

At my place she stripped down where I discovered not only did she had a partial well-tended upper bush but some wide & weighty tasty lips between those hips. Nice tits & strong curves with some of the usual aging.

Decent BBBJCIM followed by some DATY then another better BBBJ where she surprised me by ignoring the cover & after hopping on sunk herself on my dick until I blew a couple days of dead swimmers deep between those lips...

Gave her the requested in arrears phone bill & an extra $25.00 tip before dropping her off behind the Grotto. Not exactly sure of her situation or even if really my type yet as always gave her my number.

Just as I'm thinking forgoing the avenue more, something like this happens.

Recon Soundtrack: David Murray Big Band "South of the Border".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UbyOvUbLv5c

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E74YSyamX8U

Safe recons & life.

**ZaviJava** · 10-31-23 22:58

Distracted & forgot link...

https://archive.org/details/jefferson-airplane-1968-the-matrix-sf-kmpx

**ZaviJava** · 10-31-23 20:47

With an overnight on the schedue with favorite regular. I meditated on bothering to head out beforehand yet ultimately meandered out JCB>82nd>Sandy & beyond between 9:45>11:00+- before heading downtown.

First seen was South of Flavel in the form of a thicker younger WSW in short dress & jacket above low heels & some upper thigh script tats. As I intercepted her at Henderson realized I've seen her in daylight earlier in summer. If I remember my past report correctly, I mentioned she likely was fuckable & cute in the past yet now entirely too scabby to stab. Moot point as she scowled at me as she passed by...

Empty until Arts wall shadows where former pet hospital SSBSW gave me a wide smile I could see from across the street. I wish more of these 304 would at least throw a smile out more vs the usual vacuous looks...

McFlurrie central had a questionable quality mixed or BSW duo. One younger & trim in red jacket & dark jeans above fur topped boots. Her chunkier partner was the reverse in red pants & dark jacket. Yawns from the driver.

For the first time in several recons Murder Street had some 304 in the form of a rotating trio...

A wigged or blue haired Biafra bodied young BSW in black onesie thong & short jacket above 6" fuck me heels had some seriously impressive (though I bet chilly thigh gap) but nothing else of interest.

A sturdy WSW cute redhead in short black jacket showing some ample yet not excessive ass above purple heels had a perfectly painted set of lips. She'd nicely accessorized for the upcoming secular holiday with a cat ear headpiece. She was the busiest of the three there & even though she had no competition was best 304 seen North tonight...

One more BSW in ill fitting track shorts above some leg warmers & sneakers below her weirdly shaped steamed ham butt. Laughs...

Upper Sandy to 119th & back just sucked ass...

With more than enough time to spare ran to Division for a bank deposit & one last foray North...

Spotted Galina (#5249 & 5275) near Glisan gas station area in jeans & fur trimmed jacket & hit up number to nothing. Stopped to chat her up & return the earring she'd lost at my place our last time around. Glad to get her earring back finally yet slightly irritated that it took me so long to return & that I wasn't looking for a date right at that particular moment. Gently reminded her I cut open an overflowing with copilot hair dusty ass vacuum bag to find that fucker & have left several unanswered messages that I had found it.

Sunny had an alright looking sturdy brunette WSW in short black mini with some strategically cut out ass sections above black & white heels. From the amount of vehicles I witnessed window talking & then driving away without her, I'm going to surmise her menu or ask was way out of line...

Tonight wasn't a very memorable recon & it it seemed to completely die off after 10:30+-...

A couple PPD SUV spotted on Sandy grade & another near division were the only seen. Headed downtown before the usual "fifteen-minute warning Zavi" text.

Picked up Merry downtown carrying a bag of liberated work foodstuffs. A quick stop at her place for some civilian clothes & laundry.

Sitting at Foster light some impatient bellend in white dodge sedan blew through red from the turn lane. Before we reached Woodstock, two marked OSP came roaring past us in full pinball mode us out of nowhere. No idea where they were hiding.

Dodge dumbfuck was surrounded at the old Sting tavern. As we passed a 3rd 0 SP pulled up. Nice to end the recon with some deserved poetic justice....

Have to make a margarita since copilot & I are soon off trick or treating with the neighbor boys & like recons, alcohol is a necessity.

Recon Soundtrack: Jefferson Airplane February 1, 1968 at The Matrix, SF. Saw the Airplane a couple times yet would have loved to see them this early in their career in such a small & intimate club.

Safe recons & life.

**Amp Guide** · 10-31-23 18:13

Made a fast cruse out. One girl at Murder street area. Tall skinny Perhaps Latina, she looked fine. But I am sure she would want at least 2 or 3 bills.

Stopped at the 7-11 at the bottom of the hill. Occasionally you will meet a girl there who is trying to be under the radar. One short girl was at the counter trying to buy something but the card declined. It did not look like she was desperate to be a working girl yet. But she was somewhat clean looking and cute. Nice small size. I will have to keep an eye out for her.

Nothing from Popeye's to the stark street McD's pretty vacant as it was cold.

End of the month should bring them out as rent is due.

**Disodium** · 10-31-23 14:54

It's been a while since I have hit the blade. Normal cruising hours somewhere between 11 pm-3 am. Does anyone know if it's even worth it with how cold it's been getting at night?

**ZaviJava** · 10-26-23 22:06

Tuesday Lunchtime:

With the rain appearing hours earlier than scheduled, had to abort my days outside work. Was hoping it would pass. Despite my upper rain gear & the copilot's fur, we were about equal on who was the most miserably wet or chilled.

Short recon on way to barn Holgate>JCB around 12:15. Was mildly surprised that the far South had some lunchtime distractions available...

Woodstock vicinity had the strong eyebrows yet enchanting doe eyed brunette WSW young spinner seen randomly at times. Was all lowkey like in jeans & sweater under red umbrella. Every rare time I spot her she's getting scooped. Sighs...

One younger & light skinned sturdy BSW in tan romper & sweater @ Area 69. I've occasionally seen this one from Holgate>JCB. She's a few servings of Velveeta away from cottage cheese.

One thick thighed pudgy pale faced WSW at Cartlandia in ass cheek exposing jean shorts & blue hoodie above white socks & black sneakers threw me a wave to meet her in lot. Thanks, but no...

Recon Soundtrack: Sonny Clark - "Cool Struttin".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECL_ouklWZQ

Thursday Afternoon:

Finishing up latest gig around 2:00 & unloading tools done by 3:00. My fishing buddy texted "wanna' do a Tabor copilot walk" along "with your Coho is done". The copilot & both felt in the mood, her more than me yet I needed a six pack & the smoked Coho for tacos I was planning for dinner.

Galvanized by finished gig & this sunny afternoon, decided after walking on 4:00>4:45 JCB>82nd>Sandy>JCB look to the copilots' increasing noisy stomachs displeasure.

First seen was Quasimodo near Crystal Springs painfully hobbling along. Watching her head South made wince. I thought my feet hurt today...

Nothing until Taboo Bakery where a sturdy WSW brunette in blue running shorts above shocking pink sneakers was heading towards rear entrance. Didn't care...

Multnomah had a young & crisp possible ASW in tight white slacks & cream jacket above very shiny white patent leather flats acting all THOT like. That ass was tight enough to ricochet nickels off. Was walking in for some silver sedan on my way South later.

Empty of all 304 to 119th & back.

Last seen was the fat assed meh soured faced BSW or mixed fake redhead at Sunny in her blue & white edged running shorts. Absolutely nothing to see here Zavi.

Another run down the avenue that was devoid of PPD SUV & the like.

That is all. Yawns...

Recon Soundtrack: Gram Parsons "The Complete Reprise Sessions". disc 1.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1YeMnZ80ejA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4VUEl2ZmJA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XsDoEPRzEvE

Safe recons & life.

**ZaviJava** · 10-26-23 22:04

Well written report with some laughs in it...

**Dave89** · 10-26-23 17:07

During that huge rainstorm a couple weeks back, I amused myself by driving my big ol' pickup through puddles and having a blast, like I have been doing for years and years. So of course I got stuff wet and had to spend an hour wringing out spark plugs and polishing the air filter and rotating the hood. Usual "I should have known better" kinda swearing got me through until the motor once again gasped to life and I decided to drive around a while in the hopes that the warm engine made everything dry again. Or at least gave me an excuse to do nothing useful for a couple hours. Around 8 pm I was going north from Sandy out past 148th, and expectedly saw absolutely nothing all the way to 82nd. In the dim recesses of time, legends are told of action out there, but the map should just read "the desolate wastelands" anywhere beyond the Grotto these days.

The 7-11 on Sandy had an early-30's WSW wearing a leather coat and boots. And that's basically it. Reminded me of that video Cher filmed on the battleship, only this gal had long light-brown hair devoid of curls with a face far-cuter than what I normally see in the zone. She was purchasing some of the fine wares inside that establishment while out by the bus shelter an early-20's BSW guy, shirtless and wearing mesh pants pulled down over his frankly-enviable ass (hey, I calls 'them like I sees 'them) while he flipped the long blue curls from his wig around and did a pole dance with more energy than anything one is likely to see in a strip club. He also made blowjob motions at every single car that passed. If nothing else, he's a highly-effective communicator.

Chuckling to myself, I turned south and saw a couple SWs by the tree hotel that I'm positive had some sort of physical description, perhaps even a good one, but all memory of them was immediately purged by the time I passed the bible college where an early-20's gothy Latina gal with long jet-black hair and a long-sleeve, short-skirt, skin-tight little black dress with a deep V-shaped neckline that went all the way to her waist. Two amazingly-perky large breasts fought their way out of confinement on either side while her otherwise-elfin body and mischievous smile nearly caused my car insurance to get much, much more-expensive. She was standing in the shadow a few feet back from the road, at night, dressed in black, but was still shockingly-visible. And clearly working, making eye contact with every car that drove by while primly holding her purse in both hands.

Whatever the daily limit is on my ATM card, it's probably not enough for what I wanted to do right there, but that, combined with being completely drenched in various engine juices and whatever was in that puddle aside from water, made me hesitate before circling back. Of course, by the time I was back on that block, Elvira's Latina kid sister was gone, presumably scooped by the large chrome-covered monstrosity of a parking lot princess truck that I saw make a 73-point turn in my rear view mirror immediately after I drove past.

Sighing and continuing south I saw nothing much aside from a cute curly-haired 40-ish WSW by the church in a huge, sensibly-warm jacket with a knit dress who waved as I passed. At Taboo I saw tons of cars in the parking lot with nobody milling about, which is usually the signal that some intrepid lady is putting on a show or making fantasies come true in the sinema, and that was it. I passed Flavel, where the plausibility of spotting more SWs usually ends, and proceeded to JCB, where we all pretend is where the plausibility ends.

Of course, the next dozen times I was driving, prepared, and presentable. Nothing even remotely in-line with my preferences was spotted, but the thrill is in the hunt!

**Yessirie** · 10-24-23 00:29

Originally Posted by NachoCheese [View Original Post]

At this point, I just follow this forum for the comedy and the photography.

And the Zavi recon soundtracks. That boy has taste!

**ZaviJava** · 10-24-23 00:28

Saturday Night:

After a long work week & with my recon desires running in the red. Skipped going out Friday until I had a sure thing scheduled. So, with Dania texting me Saturday morning plans were made to pick her up after work.

Had some time beforehand so did a JCB>82nd>Immigrant Statue>Sunnyside Road look around 6:15 +-.

The first subject of interest seen was at Powell Carl's Jr. wielding a "help" sign was trim & longhaired brunette WSW in wool cap & white with black top above black slacks. As she came even with truck window & "awed" at the damp copilot hanging out the window. I was wildly taken aback by her absolute cuteness & non frippery look along some liquid brown eyes. I fumbled for some cash & my game (SMDHS) as the light turned & impatient douchebag behind me laid on their horn.

Never got a name, only as far as handing her a fiver & mentioning I'd multiple that by 15 (or maybe more though I started low. LOL) for some quality time with her. She seemed a little bewildered but not yet deflected at that proposition. As the horns started up again had no time to find pen & paper so just gave her my business card. I bolted around block to see if she'd got some charbroiled snacks to nothing. She was the poster child for turnip truck picking goodness. Think greener than Bullitt's mustang. Sighs...

The West side of Division>Stark was looking 304ish with a couple out...

An older brunette in red jacket & jeans was walking in across from the storage place at Main for idling sedan. Never got much of her bow view though stern looked tidy enough.

Not anywhere near tidy was the cottage cheese chunky WSW dirty blonde at Madison. Yeech...

Sunny Market phone booth had a cute late twenties blonde perky titted WSW in jeans & ankle boots below short jacket. Came down Holiday & she almost approached then blurted out "does that damn dog shed?" followed by "I get 400.00 on Seeking for fifteen & absolutely no bare, kissing or the like". Since she'd brought the bare subject up I asked "not even for blowjobs". She confirmed but not before telling me you could get HIV from BBBJ & she doesn't even suck dick covered. Not caring enough to refute her stupidity,I just started laughing & left her to her ignorance. She seemed pissed I passed..

As I drove South thought these 304 out there are convinced they can piss on us & call it blessed rain. Yet I guess some out are lapping it up, as on later pass she was getting scooped up & she seemed to stick the landing...

A shame because despite her mewling quim attitude she was definitely cute & fuckable.

Continuing the dirty blonde theme. Murder Street had almost homely chunky WSW all in black showing her prodigious ass. Yeech.

Skipped Upper Sandy due to time & low inspiration...

After picking up our Chinese takeout on lower Sandy. Headed South again & my evenings destiny...

Another seen at Murder Street was a thicker brunette WSW in heels & blue pants hiding under a beach sized umbrella. Hella' meh...

One bulbous BSW in front of the Aaron with vertical striped tights above heels. One look @ her electric blue lip stick & dogs breakfast face. I wish she'd been hiding under an umbrella...

That was all I saw this drizzly evening. Not one PPD SUV or related though near Sunnyside Road area where one OSP & Clackamas had someone pulled over all face on the pavement felony stop like.

I was happy to see my intended wearing slinky knee length black dress & black stockings above low matching heels. Got a glimpse of garter belt as she hopped in & all was right in the world. At least for the evening.

Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead San Francisco Civic December 31,1984. First set. One of my favorite Shakedown Streets.

https://archive.org/details/gd84-12-...12-31d1t01.shn

Sunday Afternoon:

After bringing Dan to work this AM, thought I'd reward the copilot with a 1000 acres afternoon hike. Her for being a good pup at job site & myself a chance to investigate the rumored Coho stacking up on Sandy. At worst an opportunity for a good walk to unkink my achy & aging bones.

Taking the long way home 205>Sandy>82nd>Sunnyside road 5:00>5:45 saw one thicker mixed or Blasian at Murder Street in in electric blue tights above bright pink galoshes. More meh yet the pink boots made me laugh. I swear some of these 304 are color blind...

Had to take additional Immigrant statue>82nd loop just to see any & unfortunately "Pink Galoshes" was still the only 304 seen North.

South again had the bublous BSW in striped tights & electric blue lipstick seen Saturday was near Hermiston's favorite locality. Today in short dress showing some shitty leg tats along with her tyrone nearby. Groans...

Deserted all the way to CTC. Perhaps 304 availability improves with darkness yet I'm not really seeing it.

Also, on my limited recon spotted no PPD SUV out.

Did find a fair amount of coho stacked up in some Sandy holes. Word on the rivers drifting some eggs was the ticket so I left spinning rod at home. Drifted eggs only to never see my bobber even twitch until I was blue in face. With one shitty spinner in my pocket tied it on & on casted awkwardly & most definitely amateurishly almost bonked this larger buck I'd been eying & started fast retrieve which pissed him off I guess as he slammed lure within three or four turns. Why the fuck he did is a mystery. I know it wasn't my subtle presentation...

Fought him for a good ten minutes with some Valhalla like jumps until I got him on the bar & with no extra fin disrupted his journey with large rock. Due to his time this far up fresh water river, meat wasn't the brightest red yet good enough to be in my buddy's smoker as I write...

Picked up Dan for a barbecue & movie who unlike the Sandy Coho experiences no lockjaw whatsoever. With the same sort of focus the Terminator had for Sarah Conner she cheerfully drained the remainder of my backup she didn't harvest Saturday night.

Dropped her off at work early for once & headed to gig before the rains start in earnest.

Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead San Francisco Civic December 31,1984. Second set.

https://archive.org/details/gd84-12-31.sbd.gorinsky.6395.sbeok.shnf/gd1984-12-31d1t01.shn

Safe recons & life.