International Rock Flipping Day 2009 set for September 20th

Posted by Dave Bonta on September 4, 2009 (last modified at 1:36 pm, 9/4/09)

International Rock-Flipping Day, September 2, 2007International Rock-Flipping Day is changing dates and coordinators this year. It’s going to be on Sunday, September 20th. Bev Wigney and I passed the baton to Susanna Anderson at Wanderin’ Weeta blog in British Columbia, who was kind enough to volunteer. See her announcement post for complete details.

Please direct all rock-flipping correspondence this year to Susanna: wanderinweeta [at] gmail [dot] com (email spelled out to foil the evil robot servants of the spam lords). Bev and I had a great time being IRFD coordinators the first two years, and we’re sorry we can’t continue,* but I’m sure Susanna will do a terrific job. Please help spread the word about the new date. Happy flipping!
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*In case anyone is interested in our lame excuses: With all that’s going on these days at qarrtsiluni and the other sites I manage or attempt to contribute to, my online time is already pretty much spoken for. And Bev is in even worse shape time-wise, having just sold and moved out of her house and being on the verge of a new “journey to the center.” We both do plan to get out on the 20th, though, and flip some rocks!

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4 Responses to International Rock Flipping Day 2009 set for September 20th

  1. Beth Patterson says:
    September 4, 2009 at 11:40 am

    Hi Dave–
    Just posted an ad for rock tipping day on the front page of the Virtual Tea House. I said there that no rocks had been hurt in this exercise, but thought I should check to see if this is indeed true?

    Reply
  2. Dick Martin says:
    September 9, 2009 at 12:17 pm

    Hi Dave,
    I just learned about the IRF event. We’ve been doing that for years, calling it a “critter hunt”. We will flip some Cambrian Quartzites on S. Mountain, Cumberland County in honor of the event. We might try to flip a few Ordovician Limestones in the valley if the weather is good.

    We’re very shy, so will not be submitting the photos.

    p.s. Heard your Mom speak in Hbg last night & bought American Women Afield for my rock-flippin’ daughters.
    It was nice to finally meet the lady who educates us via Pennsylvania Game News.

    Reply
    • Dave says:
      September 11, 2009 at 11:15 pm

      Hi Dick – Thanks for stopping by! It’s good to know you’ll be participating in IRFD. You sound like a fellow geology nerd.

      Thanks for coming out to hear my mom’s talk. She said it was really good audience.

      Reply

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