Mid-Wis Maple, Day 27

X wanted to reclaim the gasoline from the crashed Impala, and spent too much time trying to figure out and separate the correct fuel line to drain it—unsuccessfully. (Anti-siphon measures in the fuel filler precluded that method.)


We did manage to pry the hood up and survey some of the damage.



You might have seen these steps in the to-be-burned trash pile from the other day's missive.


They're almost a perfect fit to serve as a rear entrance to the sugar-shack bus.



We gathered again, and this is the result, much of which is currently boiling as we speak.



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