Many years ago the area immediately around the bridge at Fish Creek Canyon and Apache Trail (the infamous highway 88) had so much trash that I decided to unofficially adopt it. It took me three trips and seven forty gallon trash bags (which does not include the old tires, carpet, metal signs and sign posts) to get the area presentable again. This did not include picking up the smaller pieces of broken glass which I did later over a period of time.
I would return about every two to three months to untrash the area which included using a rope, very long grappers and poles to get to, knock down or shoot down (22 rifle birdshot), and pick up all kinds of human debris. This include cigarette buts, broken glass and even once the silver ID tag from a cremation urn. Some persons ashes were poured off the bridge into the stream and whoever it was now lies in the bottom Canyon Lake!
Now that I rarely visit Arizona long enough to keep this practice up it has been since last September when Snakemarks and I picked up part of the Superstition Wrecking Crew at the bridge and returned them to their vehicles at Tortilla Trail Head, that the area was last cleaned. Thank you snakemarks for helping me with that. I suspect that all of you have your favorite trail, hike, canyon, etc. that you would like to see kept clean and presentable. Anyone wanting to takeover the area around Fish Creek Canyon your welcome to it. Just be very careful as it is difficult to clean the side hills without endangering yourself.
One time while picking up trash at the bottom of the Canyon just below the bridge, a lady on the bridge thanked me profusely for what I was doing and I told her to drop me a twenty dollar bill. She just rolled her eyes, grinned and walked away!. Another man witnessing me scurry up the side hill on the east side just downstream of the bridge stepped down to pick up a piece of trash that I missed. I missed that piece of trash on purpose because just climbing up that slope was dangerous enough. The slope there must be about fifty five degrees and I don't know what in the world he was thinking! He quickly turned around and dug in with both of his hands to stop himself but I knew that he would not be able to do so and would slide and then fall onto the rocks below. I quickly fell down on my stomach while grabbing the bottom of the road sign post with one hand and grabbing his wrist with the other and pulled him back up to the road. Had I not done so he would probably have been just another statistic of what not to do in the Superstitions.
Many tourists seeing me clean the area thought I was picking up rattle snakes and I just let them continue to think that.
A man's body may grow old, but inside his spirit can still be as young and restless as ever.
- Garth McCann from the movie Second Hand Lions
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