I tried three caches along my ride home today. I found the “hard” one buried in a nook along Alp’d’Eastgate , but had no joy with the other two “easier” ones, including one “right in the open.” Clearly that cache was missing a blinking neon “Yo!” sign. :-)
Jim Carson's Life List
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1. Bicycle 4000 miles in 2008
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2. learn music theory
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3. Hone my story telling skills by using this space to share anecdotes about my life.
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4. Write a note to my younger self about something I know now that I didn't know then
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5. build a tesla coil
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6. Get my HAM radio license
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7. enjoy the third quarter of 2008 by having one NEW and FULFILLING experience in July, August, and September
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Recent entries
One for three
1 week ago
Second cache
2 weeks ago
The tricky part about this was finding the right trail. The obvious and incorrect one led me past a community garden then some kind of construction site with a steep drop. I turned around when I saw garbage and bear scat.
The small, windy fork was pretty easy to follow. When the GPS beeped, I found the jar nestled inside a hollowed-out log at ankle level.
First cache found!
2 weeks ago
I picked one close to home for my first try. The GPS got me within 50 feet, then there was some sleuthing. The cache was ingeniously designed. Took a plastic dinosaur, left a couple of cool rocks. (I wanted to leave the Wienermobile, but was vetoed. It wouldn’t have fit anyway.)
