Word: creeks
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Meanwhile, back at the ranch, there's something that should perk up his interest in environmental issues. Welcome home, Mr. President, there's cow doo-doo, as your daddy used to say, in the water. Bush's weekend ranch is on Rainey Creek, which runs into the Middle Bosque River. About six miles away is the North Bosque River and two counties over is Erath County, home to at least 250 factory dairy farms called CAFOs, for confined-animal feeding operations. The CAFOs milk as many as 2,000 cows a day, and the county has about 110,000 dairy...
...harsh remoteness of the outback, and the pioneers' struggle to survive it, are more than a memory in these regions. "The Territory remains an area of adventure," says Les Pilton, proprietor of the Barrow Creek Hotel, who took in the distraught Lees until police arrived three hours later. "It's one of the last frontiers. Part of that is that there is a danger; it's life on the very edge." Distances are almost unimaginable to outsiders: once a week Pilton makes a 570-km round trip just to go to the bank, or for a haircut. Roads...
...Locals insist the Barrow Creek incident is an aberration: "These crimes happen everywhere, not just the Territory," says resident Harvey Mitchell. And sensational media reports to the contrary, the Territory is not a place where you take your life in your hands with every trip. But the dark side of this lonely region is never far away. There were police roadblocks here only two weeks ago, after a man's body was found near Mandorah, in the far north, burned in a campfire...
...News sent me off to bed with the urgent information that Washington D.C. police, scouring Rock Creek Park, have found an old license plate. A few days ago, surrounded by camera crews swarming through the underbrush, a cop found a dog bone...
...read books, put idle thoughts to paper and played in a bridge club every Friday. She baked bread, tended garden and strolled into the nearby village of Champagne-Mouton on market day, tall and delicate, a sight so fair the mayor's tired old heart would stir. The Gold Creek met the Silver Creek near the Mallons' acreage, and all around, the gentlest breeze would set fields of sunflowers ablaze with waves of golden light...