Riding them street tires on the dirt is not optimum. Maybe I should take the dual headlights off, too! I maybe put some AIR in the rear tire! Lazy me...
The caches, in order:
Rest Stop For Old People Like Harmon -- This one was a Did Not Find (DNF) the last time. The cache owners have since replaced and relocated it little bit. Made find easily, THIS time. The cache is half-way up a BIG hill. I parked Jamis at the bottom. I don't know who Harmon is. He seems to be the butt of a lot of teasing, though. Must be a fine fellow!
Cactus Heart (Redux) -- This one was also a DNF the last two or three times. This time, with another cacher's coordinates, I made the find. Eventually. I really lucked out on this one, I only found it because I was poking the long grass with my poking stick and something went CLUNK. And there is was. Full of water. The log was soaked, so I put a replacement log sheet in. When did it last rain? At least the cache was not on a hill. Although I clambered up and down a steep little hillside looking for where it wasn't!
The Log in question...
Ragfoot's Foray -- This was a puzzle cache. I'm not good at puzzles, but this one was pretty easy, even for me. It was up another hillside, about as far as Rest Stop was. Except, no trail. Had to whack those bushes. It was an easy find, though. Here's a pic looking back down the hill, arrow points to the bike down there. That's about a hundred to a hundred and fifty foot elevation drop there, kids.
On The Road -- The last cache was back in Mission Trails Regional Park proper. I was parked on the side of the trail, entering the coordinates into the GPSr, when a woman walking a whippet stopped and asked me if I was geocaching. We talked a bit, while I was entering the numbers. I hit enter, and the GPSr told me I was 4,500 miles away from the cache. I told the lady either I did something wrong, or I had a long bike ride in front of me. She left, I got the data entered correctly, made the find, almost stepping on it while heading in the wrong direction), and biked on back to the vehicle.
After that I thought I better check on one of my caches that was reported as "a bit worse for wear", so I headed over to the grocery store, parked in their parking lot, unloaded the bike, and rode down the Parkway. The cache was laying on the ground, quite near the curb. The hanger was busted off, so I picked the whole mess up and took it home to fix. It's epoxy time!
I have five caches out there, and three of them have problems reported. I'm glad I don't have a hundred, like some people do!
Bike mile today: About 8.5 miles.
Caches found: Four
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dad why dont you post on your blog? are you not musing anymore?
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