Yes, I saw (er...heard) four Hairy Woodpeckers on my run this afternoon. This, I firmly believe, is enough to constitute a thoroughly hairy run.
As it were.
6.5 miles, no new SWSA birds.
I formally declare the war over for the winter. Until spring comes, allowing us to return to our savage tussle, we shall bring an end to this meaningless snowy struggle that we have all been suffering.