(Maybe this post should be called "When Douchebags Visit the Parks" but we're trying to be less abrasive in our titles.)
Last week, Amy found a message in a bottle (see exhibit A).
She was hiking near the savage river with the park’s
geology crew when she noticed the glint of green glass near her feet. The
object caught her off guard: there isn’t much litter in Denali, and it was the
first she’d seen all year. As a good Samaritan she picked it up, intending to
recycle it, when she realized that there was a note inside of it bound with
rubber bands.
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| Exhibit A: Treasure Map??? |