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July 9, 2010

Let the music begin at Seneca Creek State Park

What's this?

The sound of a crystal-clear tenor voice glides over the surface of Clopper Lake at Seneca Creek State Park.

It's Greg Marzullo performing, "To the Black Madonna," native to southern Italy.

Not your typical Park Quest experience, but definitely worth slowing down the 24/7 clock to take in the beautiful sound.

"Come back in the fall," he suggested. "The tulip poplars turn yellow. It's a beautiful park."

The quest involves a GPS, but you really don't need one if you can follow written directions.

"My mom took a dry run with me and she didn't have a problem," said Ranger Josette Wiggins, who's from Baltimore and has been on the job for four months.

Very reassuring. Thanks to mom Leslie Wiggins for that confidence booster .

I solved the puzzle of the nasty, voracious 20-foot invader. The answer is ... Arrghhhh.

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About Candus Thomson

In a world of paper vs. plastic and candy mint vs. breath mint, my early memories involved a debate about the merits of freshwater vs. saltwater.

On the one hand, a great uncle’s fishing cabin on the Susquehanna River beckoned, but so did family gatherings on the Jersey Shore.

The correct answer, thankfully, was, “both.”

As The Sun’s outdoors writer for more than a decade, I’ve fished across Maryland in one day, hiked the width of the state in one hour, camped overnight in the median of I-95 to experience the wildlife between the fast lanes and chased mountain bikers in a 24-hour marathon race.

Those are some of the highlights. I’ve also fallen in a raging Gunpowder River during a trout survey (photo available upon request), had a shark spill its guts on my clothes and been stuck in a sub-freezing Vermont wilderness with men armed with flintlocks and hatchets, shuffling along on ancient wooden snowshoes.

And, in my travels I’ve met lots of you, who share a love of the outdoors and the good times and mishaps that go along with it.

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