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Portland 2015 - Day Three

Sunshine and blue sky this morning.  After half an hour I even take off one of my many layers of clothing.  Carving progresses slower than yesterday, perhaps the wind helped focus my efforts.  In the afternoon the blanket of cloud spreads again and it becomes very cold.  I move to a new section of stone and hit a fault line.  I repeatedly break the heads of my claw chisel and start to wonder how long my bag of replacements will last.

Portland 2015 - Day Three