Spent the day looking for more of those caches in the RISK Series. We found Argentina, Central America, Greenland, Iceland, North Africa, Northern Europe, Northwest Territory, Ural, Western Australia & Secret Mission #1. Twenty five down and twenty one to go.
If we had traveled to all those places we might have had to drive the Sonata more than the 8,000 miles it now has on its odometer.
We drove to Florence today to have breakfast with Cousin Laurie. We met at the usual spot, Cracker Barrel, and did some catching up. Laurie has a new job and we have a new car. Everything else is pretty much the same, Donna had a hot chocolate and Laurie and I had the equivalent of two cups of coffee each and between the two of us we used up about 20 sugar packets and a dozen creamers.
After breakfast Donna and I did a little caching on a local trail system, finding 8 and DNFing 1. Here is the log from the most interesting one:
Ahhh, my least favorite cache of the day.
Not the cache itself, that was a cool find. When the GPSr pointed way over there we followed blindly. Took life and limb (pun intended) in hand and crossed over the water. Sure enough, once on the other side, the GPSr pointed right back the way we had come. After walking back across the downed log, we wandered up and down along the bank, quite possibly walking right by the cache several times until my wife turned around and realized she was staring right at the container.
The part I didn’t like was while ducking under a tree and pushing a couple small branches out of the way, one of them snapped back and smacked me in the lower lip, drawing blood and turning it an ugly shade of purple.
[—— Stop reading here Sandy. ——]
So much for ESPN\’s predictions and my 8 point favorite status. The Purple Whales have been beached. Right now the score stands at 77 to 54 in favor of the Swap Rats and he has two players yet to play tonight, including Drew Brees, and I have none. Looks like there is going to be a three way tie at the top of the West Division standings with myself, Team Gregory and the North Augusta Meatheads all being 5-2. On the plus side, if the New Orleans Saints kicker can come up with 8 points, the Argyle Pilgrims will win their first game.
The early morning sun and the mist coming of the water in a small park in Midland Valley.
Today Donna and I (plus Joan) visited the following places and found geocaches: Afghanistan, Alaska, Egypt, Great Britain & Ireland, Kamchatka, Middle East, Peru, Scandinavia, Siam, South Africa and Southern Europe. We drove to all of them and only put 90 miles on the car.
[—— Stop reading here Sandy. ——]
The Arnone Dynasty crumbled today. The Purple Whales are leading their game this week 82 to 79 and still have one player to play on Monday, while their opponents have none left to play. Win!
We went out to lead the MMC on the October Breakfast Run, but nobody showed up, so Donna and I ran across the street and ate at a Waffle House. Afterwards we pulled off a Geocaching Tirfecta, we DNF’d a cache, found a cache and then hid a cache.
We were going to stop there, but someone else published a series of caches based on the the game of Risk and all of a sudden there were 46 new caches to look for in the CSRA. Some were within a few miles of the house so we ended up being FTF on the three closest. Tomorrow morning we are going to head out fairly early and try to find a few more of the series.
While geocaching in Athens, GA, in search of crossing off Clarke County, we came up to an old abandoned railroad bridge, there sat a UGA student doing her French homework. She noticed my camera and offered to move, but I said, “Stay where you are, it’ll add to the photograph.”
My Fantasy Football Team is no longer undefeated. The Purple Whales scored a very tidy 110 points this weekend, but my opponent has scored a 148. My only hope for victory is he has the Baltimore Ravens defense, and if the New York Jets can score about 15 touchdowns in the second half of tonight’s game, it might bring that defense’s score to -12 and create a loss. Hey, they don’t call it Fantasy Football for nothing.
After a weekend off, we are back in the mountains again, this time the Georgia & North Carolina ones. We drove up to Hendersonville to see my sister and her husband at the SMH. For the first time in a long time we didn’t eat lunch at West One, but instead ate at Hannah Flanagan’s, where everybody’s Irish. While we are on this trip we are also doing wee bit of geocaching. Nabbed a couple of state parks, a couple of counties and a DeLorme page.
Redbird Creek from the Lookout “Tower” in Fort McAllister State Park.
Just one GA State Park cache today and we counted it towards Bryan County as well. Since Thursday we managed 15 caches that counted as 21 towards our Georgia Challenges (13 counties, 5 DeLorme pages and 3 State Parks.) After the second day in a row of coastal Georgia we both agreed that we have seen enough salt marshes to last us for awhile. Which prompted Donna to ask why we never tired of the other coast’s big rocks and pounding surf? The only answer I could come up with is that it reminds our lizard brain of the sound of our mother’s heartbeat in the womb.
The blue-violet baleen has really needed a bath. Poor thing was just covered in jet exhaust film from ten days in an airport long term lot and the past three days worth of squashed low country bugs. This afternoon it got just that and an internal cleaning as well.