Grab your Debbie Gibson albums and set the controls of the Earth-Toned Wayback Machine to 1988. While the Cold War would rage on for yet another year, a longstanding, equally undeclared war in Reston was about to get hot.
On one side, the Reston Association, with its formidable arsenal of pickup trucks and snowplows and... other stuff with wheels. On the other? A family of beavers.
"Problem-solving prowess" is something we haven't heard since... our last resume. Still waiting on that call for an interview, BTW! But hold on tight, 'cuz stuff was about to get real.
First, in a daring gambit borrowed from the Cuban Missile Crisis, the RA must have used an earlier generation of aerial drones to obtain this damming (get it?) photo:
Then at the 11th hour, crisis was averted and a compromise was reached: the RA wound up building a culvert and spillway "to keep the water level in the dammed area stable but low." The beavers were allowed to stay, but some of their offspring were
Of course, beavers remain a scourge in south Reston to this day. So with the benefit of hindsight, the