Word: ashes
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...more a week, more than they had ever earned in their lives. "Life was good. We could get anything we wanted." That's when they bought their first Christmas tree, an artificial one that would be fresh each year. Three weeks ago, the Cochran Christmas was more like Ash Wednesday. De-Shawto and Phenom had no cash for the kids' presents. (The shelter helped out there: people donated gifts from the residents' wish lists.) But they did succumb to the kids' begging and pulled the six-foot faux evergreen tree out of storage: it's still lighted...
...sheets of rain reduced visibility to a meter or so. Some of us played cards in the main tent, but others curled up inside sleeping bags in a fetal position, trying to stay warm. The second day, we set off in drizzle, trekking up steep ice fields encrusted with ash. Soon it poured again. We crossed paths with a group of drenched Austrians. Only upon our return to Petropavlovsk did we discover that we had hiked seven hours through an 80-km/h storm. Nonetheless, the spectacle had been worth the effort: a vast crater licked by glaciers, steaming vents encrusted...
This kind of talk doesn't impress Amy Osborne, who last year fled the U.N.H. dorms for a smoke-friendly habitat off campus. "Whatever," she sighs, rolling her eyes and tapping an ash. "The 20-ft. rule I don't really care about. I mean, who's watching, really...
...sheets of rain reduced visibility to a few feet. Some of us played cards in the main tent, but others curled up inside sleeping bags in a fetal position, trying to stay warm. The second day, we set off in a drizzle, trekking up steep ice fields encrusted with ash. Soon it poured again. We crossed paths with a group of drenched Austrians. Only upon our return to Petropavlovsk did we discover that we had hiked seven hours through a 50-m.p.h. hurricane. Nonetheless, the spectacle was worth the effort: a vast crater licked by glaciers, steaming vents encrusted with...
After a night's rest in Petropavlovsk, we set off by helicopter, briefly stopping by the Karymsky volcano, which, since its 1996 eruption, has been spewing ash into the air every 10 minutes or so, with sinister rumbles. No wonder the native Itelmen people once thought the volcanoes were inhabited by gomuls--ghosts who roasted whales over huge bonfires, sending forth clouds of smoke and rivers of boiling fat. After camping by the Sestryonka River, we hiked through birch forests and fields of wild purple irises to the Valley of Geysers...