Hi, my name is Dusky, so named because of my dusky appearance when DirtDawg spotted me near the mouth of Cedar Creek.
That's me, third from the left, between Patch and Liberty.
This is how I looked as I emerged from the leaf cover in the creekbed that day. I was pretty homely looking here, and wondered if anyone would ever discover me. But look at me now, out from under cover and getting some late afternoon rays.
I was so happy to meet DirtDawg, that I followed him back to his Jeep.
As you can see here, I was pretty crusty from drifting downstream in the creek over the past few years. Well, I think it's been a few years anyway, I sort of lost track of time. It has been quite a journey to this point. Heck, it's been so long, I can't recall, but I'm quite sure my bloodline is Sycamore.
Oh well, DirtDawg strapped me to the roof rack and off we went to his backyard, where I promptly got a sound scrubbing with soap and water. Oh that scrub brush felt good.
Take note! I've never had a saw, a hatchet, a knife, or anything besides a scrub brush tarnish my natural state, as can be witnessed by viewing these shots of my Top and Toe. I was hoping at this point that DirtDawg would preserve my natural state as much as possible. After all, I believe I'm about the perfect height as I am, and I like me the way I am. Contrary to popular belief, not all sticks need to be runway models.
After a very light rubdown with a Scotch-Brite pad (just to smooth some of my rough edges) and a wipedown with an old flannel shirt, I got jazzed up a bit with some epoxy to protect my tender parts (Top & Toe), and a half dozen coats of Polycrylic to bring out my hidden beauty. And hey, my natural state was pretty much preserved too.Yay!
No lanyard was attached because DirtDawg and I decided that it wasn't really necessary. However, a few applications of Shoe Goo to my Toe was in order to prevent premature wear.
And, as if all that wasn't enough, I also got branded with a date. Well, not really branded, but marked with a pencil, under the Polycrylic.
I was then placed against the wall for a group photo (see above), where I will rest until we go out together for a saunter in nature.
I'm sure glad DirtDawg didn't cut me up with that Buck knife he totes around quite regularly.
Post Script by DirtDawg: This is a very sound stick and should make a great trail partner for years to come. It was an adventure of sorts, and I'm very pleased with the way Dusky turned out.