the simple ramblings of a boy…
Found this one on the way over to bob[+agnes]’s house for some UFC action.I didn’t realize that the log’s pages weren’t fastened together. I didn’t lose any pages but it was windy so, I wasn’t able to put the log back as neatly as I had found it for fear of some blowing away.
Nice-n-quick. 🙂
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geo|steelie
So, my wife and I finally go around to doing something we've been "putting off" for a little while now… We took the boys, now two and four, to the local childrens hospital's emergency room parking lot and fed them peanut butter.
You see, my younger brother is gravely allergic to peanuts — swollen toungue, pale complexion, nausea, throat closes over — y'know, the whole package. We've been living essentially peanut-free ever since my wife realized she was pregnant because if it. We were told that the allergy being in my family meant our [future] children could
Aaahhh! Finally back into the swing of geocaching. I hadn’t really gone out with the intent of caching since the time I had brought my two toddlers with me and ended up splitting my hand open — good times.
In the last week, however, I’ve logged a handful of caches and I’m really looking to find more. I’ve even been spending my “coffee breaks” at work scouting locations where I could hide my own caches. I have a sweet potential hiding-spot already in mind.
Picked up “Switch the Furness Back On” [GC1FCFJ] on the way into work this morning. Nice sometimes just to pick up an easy one.
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geo|steelie
WHOOHOO!!!
FINALLY!
Man, I had been away from caching for so long that I had forgotten about a long-ago hunch on this one. I *may* have forgotten to log all the actual 6-8 “Did not finds”… *oops* …but it’s tough to not look down on yourself after so many failed attempts.
And of course, now that I know where this one is I can see it plain as day. Love it. Oh, and for what it‘s worth. The directions given ARE correct.
Ridiculously please to have this one out of the way.
TFTC-SL-TNLN.
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geo|steelie
Well… I tried to get out of the house early this morning in an attempt to get to get into work early. Mental note: the bus that *used* to go all the way down to ferry terminal, no longer does. Instead it drops you off somewhere near the A&W encouraging (read "forces") you engage in an early morning 300 m dash where you have but a glimmer of hope of catching the ferry. And by "but a glimmer of" I mean, "no chance in hell of".
So, *clearly* that means I'll need to leave the house five minutes earlier, forget the bus and huff my sorry backside down to the ferry terminal on foot. I guess that'll work… It *was* my New Year's resolution to get back into shape. :^)
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steelie
