Diary Of The Exploration And Bivouac At Georgial Pacific Of Kansas City.

Arrived early to secure the landing zone at the habitat. Found an elusive Northern American spotted yard dog. He barked his horn furiously to warn away any possible threats to the sleeping flock of dock workers inside the fortified area. After close inspection of the tiny cave entrance known as the dock, he chased me outside to make camp and wait indefinitely for the tiny dock to be available.

Day 37. After searching the nearby barren landscape surrounding the dock workers lair, found an abandonded parking spot and made camp. Have established mail service and remodeled the camp. Have basic utilities set up but hopes of turning the encampment into a full fledged village seem slim due lack of sewer permits.

Day 51. Have grown the encampment to include 30 or so trucks. Several have made the decision to retire as this may be their final resting spot. The Northern spotted Yard dog has retreated to area behind the dock after strageically placing trailers in an effort to block any of the nomadic trucks from entering. He looks wary and tired. In an effort to confuse him, several of the trucking horde have adorned ceremonial safety vests and inquired about the status of the dock. It seems futile at this point.

Day 64. Supplies are dwindling. The exploration may have to come to a premature end. Have eaten all stock supplies and have renamed the local path into the dockworkers lair as Donner Party Drive. Several of the nomadic truckers in the encampment have gone into hibernation, some have developed a plan to arrange a hunting party in hopes of catching the elusive spotted yard dog, however it seems doubtful. going into hibernation in preparation for tear down of the encampment in the morning to be followed by retreat in order to resupply. Have classified this area as hostile and not suitable to visit in the future.