tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9890563534773679872024-03-16T08:31:25.110-07:00 Just Finding Our WayJust Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.comBlogger980125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-9453486240192930582022-07-25T09:00:00.001-07:002022-07-25T09:00:00.188-07:00Let's Try This Again<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5kMaz7yKUmepA9Rx84u-1kGNZ-9z9TEoW7NIpzI_suk1rZl6-FmgsiW_KQtKSurK0Oukw1jseXDXxgKVUnAe8gnew5G6iLSEDcyiLevRI73d7iT7iBeouVDxhW7Cl6Cql0v3YT7wijItxpmGISCVS7H6OZWfJ0N5hLHDOYHxzQJ4R4QK1_HgIKp_Dw/s1024/PXL_20220622_121743292.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf5kMaz7yKUmepA9Rx84u-1kGNZ-9z9TEoW7NIpzI_suk1rZl6-FmgsiW_KQtKSurK0Oukw1jseXDXxgKVUnAe8gnew5G6iLSEDcyiLevRI73d7iT7iBeouVDxhW7Cl6Cql0v3YT7wijItxpmGISCVS7H6OZWfJ0N5hLHDOYHxzQJ4R4QK1_HgIKp_Dw/s320/PXL_20220622_121743292.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>As I was dragging the sick Silver Subie home from my last trip, I wondered what would come of my planned trip to British Columbia. This is a trip that was originally planned to happen two years ago, but we all know what happened!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaLXgn8Bt7GwZ687fL82IS1IVjdxPMjxOm-W1Ir9SCQqVnG6VU3v1pOsWeyaJxXZosDscVNgX9OEytLXihB7yIn8yivO1jvYp17rjtCIkb3RCjQCyU8_68ekGXogVgou8V7bCkXvjcNy666HFJE9avfhCRJKsZpT0oi5niXs1wvd1DKEw4BYMDIXnxA/s1024/PXL_20220715_235908405.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaLXgn8Bt7GwZ687fL82IS1IVjdxPMjxOm-W1Ir9SCQqVnG6VU3v1pOsWeyaJxXZosDscVNgX9OEytLXihB7yIn8yivO1jvYp17rjtCIkb3RCjQCyU8_68ekGXogVgou8V7bCkXvjcNy666HFJE9avfhCRJKsZpT0oi5niXs1wvd1DKEw4BYMDIXnxA/s320/PXL_20220715_235908405.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I've loved the capabilities of the old Subaru, but after considerable discussion together, we've decided that it's not worth investing yet more time, effort, and money. Instead, I removed the top box and the easily transferable mods, and sent the Subie off. When I get back from the next trip, we'll likely do some shopping. Maybe something even more boxy and much younger!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QeZqLjz2S5sSBB3YiJrsxO_IydRYbsXL-kh2K8ylZsTMbXjr__WZcRR8os2VnRyCQqMKZb4Svhk4Hi9MxF71vsN8PnMvMrIReqaCeuHOzfxw9fltKm1dFcoyRO0FCL2IRZ3PYTThQyUw48wisCNSmqjictSji8j6cQUp-yIKsrgvU9sWlAstJrPNJg/s1024/LoopComplete.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="852" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QeZqLjz2S5sSBB3YiJrsxO_IydRYbsXL-kh2K8ylZsTMbXjr__WZcRR8os2VnRyCQqMKZb4Svhk4Hi9MxF71vsN8PnMvMrIReqaCeuHOzfxw9fltKm1dFcoyRO0FCL2IRZ3PYTThQyUw48wisCNSmqjictSji8j6cQUp-yIKsrgvU9sWlAstJrPNJg/s320/LoopComplete.jpg" width="266" /></a></div>For the upcoming trip, I'll use BJ's Subaru Outback. It has less headroom, but more length. I should know better than to share the plans, but her Outback is 13 years younger and has 185,000 fewer miles than the Silver Subie.<p></p><p>The plan is to take head toward Bend, OR, spend a couple days there, then to the Skagit Valley for a High School reunion for geezers.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8Kd-9KwSlAjUlBPZ4OOyZp93zYWvdW65qK8SHjqjIbnIufcO0dqUTEm7tEHWGkh91-WUhsv3e73MY7g7RJjGyb8Pk31bdakH8gsQOki1RRu70jCLZMVbY8AaqkKV_WBKUbrnKQJVNrUjW1_OhqYM3ECop2POde_PDIpzlliXs-5XOcFuvQodOdhohg/s895/BC%20Before.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="671" data-original-width="895" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8Kd-9KwSlAjUlBPZ4OOyZp93zYWvdW65qK8SHjqjIbnIufcO0dqUTEm7tEHWGkh91-WUhsv3e73MY7g7RJjGyb8Pk31bdakH8gsQOki1RRu70jCLZMVbY8AaqkKV_WBKUbrnKQJVNrUjW1_OhqYM3ECop2POde_PDIpzlliXs-5XOcFuvQodOdhohg/s320/BC%20Before.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We cached in all of the eastern "regional governmental units" of British Columbia when we did our <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2019/06/spokane-to-kelowna.html" target="_blank">last Alaska trip</a></b> in 2019. If I'd been smart, we would have turned right when we got to the south end of the <b><a href="http://ustfinding.blogspot.com/2019/08/southbound.html" target="_blank">Cassiar Highway</a></b> to visit Prince Rupert, but instead we headed east. I'm leaving Prince Rupert out of my plans this summer - it's now 1,000 miles out of the way!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81QAiC1GUjEmuUOK6zFMwLCXB1X97IKHzYL8HilJUFNSHw1cYgJ7uPmrDeomjnm-UgsilQzdA-fewJHR7Bbu27a4gbDzkvEt1jOPUp4JMPiKYJ6R037FXKcGUO5KlJrqKjhapqcszW85Bj0dh7ftHTHZVbqS67BykdStf8aKjw5KyaPwr7ekLQP2E2w/s1024/BC%20Before%20close.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81QAiC1GUjEmuUOK6zFMwLCXB1X97IKHzYL8HilJUFNSHw1cYgJ7uPmrDeomjnm-UgsilQzdA-fewJHR7Bbu27a4gbDzkvEt1jOPUp4JMPiKYJ6R037FXKcGUO5KlJrqKjhapqcszW85Bj0dh7ftHTHZVbqS67BykdStf8aKjw5KyaPwr7ekLQP2E2w/s320/BC%20Before%20close.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Thanks to a two week gap between the reunion I'm attending and the <b><a href="https://coord.info/GC86VDF" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">very large geocaching event in Abbotsford</a></b>, I'll have time to visit all of the remaining "counties" in the southwest part of BC. I'll start with Vancouver Island, then cross to the Sunshine Coast before continuing to Williams Lake and out to Bella Coola before returning to the Abbotsford area. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPN9g6r-59XnN1XZCumrRFjhVotr5orjQnByQA3Ah9P5qVNzmzypkhT0VdW3DXKKqrKHTmsXfePNxL0856AVPhcefZV-InmmMXLLUCYJHIDd3K6FYlmE8kFTTR6hjMuq192flmVmg4m8-sK4nqxGzgFwZiLANC1GfvRdL8A4M-vv7rvsBf4BhM1HSag/s881/US%20NWLoop2022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="881" data-original-width="681" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpPN9g6r-59XnN1XZCumrRFjhVotr5orjQnByQA3Ah9P5qVNzmzypkhT0VdW3DXKKqrKHTmsXfePNxL0856AVPhcefZV-InmmMXLLUCYJHIDd3K6FYlmE8kFTTR6hjMuq192flmVmg4m8-sK4nqxGzgFwZiLANC1GfvRdL8A4M-vv7rvsBf4BhM1HSag/s320/US%20NWLoop2022.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><br />If all goes as planned, after attending another <b><a href="https://coord.info/GC896PK" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">major geocaching event in Seattle</a></b>, I'll head home via Spokane and western Montana which will position me to pick up those orphaned counties in Idaho & Wyoming. <p></p><p>Here's hoping! 37 days and a bit over 7,000 miles. Should be fun!</p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-91726452959287309472022-07-16T11:56:00.000-07:002022-07-16T11:56:34.304-07:00That's Not Good!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTTYyiyGqGRD789w4QlxVSx32k-b7aFZ0RVowNS8OLFmCY_KtXSgKtZLYI0MXuo6E6-2iecRot9Yiwu_VDo96Sbkjfs0ZZ9TmDiLFhOhQwnFvnpQFEHiTrlPadfy27k4zq0huiSsu9TihgkiXS2qpgqpe4PVQKtxII4_POPkRzCdZJZ93s7pf7SDSZw/s992/Colorado-Wyoming2022.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="992" data-original-width="767" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTTYyiyGqGRD789w4QlxVSx32k-b7aFZ0RVowNS8OLFmCY_KtXSgKtZLYI0MXuo6E6-2iecRot9Yiwu_VDo96Sbkjfs0ZZ9TmDiLFhOhQwnFvnpQFEHiTrlPadfy27k4zq0huiSsu9TihgkiXS2qpgqpe4PVQKtxII4_POPkRzCdZJZ93s7pf7SDSZw/s320/Colorado-Wyoming2022.png" width="247" /></a></div>It's been a long time since I've posted here, but this is the easiest way to document my more extensive trips. With Turk aging to the point that he doesn't do stairs or like to be picked up, the trailer stayed in the garage and I took the Silver Subie on what was planned to be two week loop through the mountain west. This was going to be the first of two major Subie trips planned for the summer. <div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMZmg0DPDPvvCvQFuS6aFewTDDgiAoU8QZOdQeA0c-KEzYCVTcGAc_lGZmfrghQqcMdImW09ssY0birqmDphCnHhzH-hJ9iGNw3IxGp3PWKwXYQPLDHkSgvrXvbbGiA47QKQp81qvhkGOOpRVAJ-2uKr7yrdmUO_PGSlKFbPVWe4J2RwGRZvlupOqVA/s993/Western%20Counties%20before%20the%20trip.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="744" data-original-width="993" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMZmg0DPDPvvCvQFuS6aFewTDDgiAoU8QZOdQeA0c-KEzYCVTcGAc_lGZmfrghQqcMdImW09ssY0birqmDphCnHhzH-hJ9iGNw3IxGp3PWKwXYQPLDHkSgvrXvbbGiA47QKQp81qvhkGOOpRVAJ-2uKr7yrdmUO_PGSlKFbPVWe4J2RwGRZvlupOqVA/s320/Western%20Counties%20before%20the%20trip.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The primary intent was to find caches in the 16 remaining counties of Colorado, but I also wanted to find a few caches in both South & North Dakota for a challenge cache I'm slowly pursuing. If all went well, the trip would finish my Wyoming counties and pick up the Idaho counties <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2021/07/ida-uhoh.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">I orphaned last year</a></b>.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfdghXU4Qrl7nHFyV8kiPTWsiDImzWQI-eyb6XeS8PjkaOAOy4AfjeFOvchE9GP5CxR1VpEOLO0HOoQ577hGp_zFo7OfbvxKkmBXmq9XoFKch3nuiQh5o6mCJRBW2zXVCkg5HEE8tIdm-vbgx5nEvZpzwpHcBWlsCCaF-d9JQAnR6VbcVpFJEP8iDN-Q/s1024/PXL_20220611_194710722.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfdghXU4Qrl7nHFyV8kiPTWsiDImzWQI-eyb6XeS8PjkaOAOy4AfjeFOvchE9GP5CxR1VpEOLO0HOoQ577hGp_zFo7OfbvxKkmBXmq9XoFKch3nuiQh5o6mCJRBW2zXVCkg5HEE8tIdm-vbgx5nEvZpzwpHcBWlsCCaF-d9JQAnR6VbcVpFJEP8iDN-Q/s320/PXL_20220611_194710722.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I started the trip early on Saturday, June 11th headed east to a mid-day gathering at Hannigan Meadows at over 9,000 ft elevation. The plan was to do the trip counter-clockwise, trying to stay to high country as much as possible in a search for lower temperatures <i>and </i>geocaches.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xncBzxku62GqYpbCm6_HG8nPsB9cVzFIVzy98wNYv0D1sQgp30I1wSERPTzIpMOQgnsgtdX5waJOCQXQNPnjWq96ioAlGIQc59uoEERpfyvhIHXwKNQSYbL_YE0-g6X4vXd2YFC735HtAQOnrmie872sgN5o6zOYbFIvcn5HYdGFxqIHM-1RTtOXIg/s1024/PXL_20220612_212229444.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xncBzxku62GqYpbCm6_HG8nPsB9cVzFIVzy98wNYv0D1sQgp30I1wSERPTzIpMOQgnsgtdX5waJOCQXQNPnjWq96ioAlGIQc59uoEERpfyvhIHXwKNQSYbL_YE0-g6X4vXd2YFC735HtAQOnrmie872sgN5o6zOYbFIvcn5HYdGFxqIHM-1RTtOXIg/s320/PXL_20220612_212229444.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Along the way, I attended several geocaching events, and as usual discovered things that I would have bypassed if it weren't for geocaching. For example, I learned some interesting labor history when I stopped at the site of the Ludlow Massacre where 20 people died protesting conditions in the coal mines.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjaXNir7ysb_N92TAIqahYUg0iUaOD8jWAZVi0jiC1A5ddn60G8hyqkbofYfXfzxKmjmELxqgjamY-5MMgwa-lTtYcrf69T6zKc1lWNXX0lqMuWGxU1POuC26Z1dprt7PtcXwwNtojeQrxGqC1ydvi9ITv9_1HJXGDAJ7jucwslPYyRV4B_xZPlZWTg/s1024/PXL_20220613_142818052.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjaXNir7ysb_N92TAIqahYUg0iUaOD8jWAZVi0jiC1A5ddn60G8hyqkbofYfXfzxKmjmELxqgjamY-5MMgwa-lTtYcrf69T6zKc1lWNXX0lqMuWGxU1POuC26Z1dprt7PtcXwwNtojeQrxGqC1ydvi9ITv9_1HJXGDAJ7jucwslPYyRV4B_xZPlZWTg/s320/PXL_20220613_142818052.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>One of the highlights for me came early in the trip. I'd tried to visit Pikes Peak last year when I picked up the southeastern Colorado counties after the Subie died in Idaho. The day I had in the schedule turned out to be the day they were dedicating the new Summit facility and they weren't allowing any uninvited guests. This year I had a reservation! </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOJU-onMfLyOL87zU7aZj9cV5-BtYZoSArXfI0B92lKmgJGFIlAx8F59qHh0PYM8BBkplhJ9pjwPnG1LAtYg9FSJzzZdMqFEobkJtGUU6tj1E_dRzqgQ9ZTJXusPZpdsJ7NpBKT4Oexmx89uj1HBiFESIEBmkInphII8_lNX4QsWyX0zEym_tG0IFkg/s1024/PXL_20220614_122254951.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOJU-onMfLyOL87zU7aZj9cV5-BtYZoSArXfI0B92lKmgJGFIlAx8F59qHh0PYM8BBkplhJ9pjwPnG1LAtYg9FSJzzZdMqFEobkJtGUU6tj1E_dRzqgQ9ZTJXusPZpdsJ7NpBKT4Oexmx89uj1HBiFESIEBmkInphII8_lNX4QsWyX0zEym_tG0IFkg/s320/PXL_20220614_122254951.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>In keeping with my quest to stay at elevation for cooler overnight temps, a campground outside of Central City, Colorado was home for a night. I love these out-of-the-way towns with history and grit. Now it's a town full of casinos.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhToUqrU6swcDnc1fR9HxYBU-GRKiQQXRGRW6hE9NHLG0HfSccHhyx0P832txO9iWCWaDFVJvGnDl9GHcq_K44xkhYm0p-Actqi7vxxGGGcsXSf6yl7NN3GvDFpl6vU9HWIP7SD6jyiOyT_TbCzwY0CL09Ns6e_Jr2Clzw4q3Wmlb9EJKmIm-iGVb8-6w/s1024/PXL_20220615_145654133.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhToUqrU6swcDnc1fR9HxYBU-GRKiQQXRGRW6hE9NHLG0HfSccHhyx0P832txO9iWCWaDFVJvGnDl9GHcq_K44xkhYm0p-Actqi7vxxGGGcsXSf6yl7NN3GvDFpl6vU9HWIP7SD6jyiOyT_TbCzwY0CL09Ns6e_Jr2Clzw4q3Wmlb9EJKmIm-iGVb8-6w/s320/PXL_20220615_145654133.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Some of the geocaches had been in place for awhile. The ammo can was rusted, and it was also immovable! The trees had squeezed it enough to bend the sides, but the lid could still open so I could access the logbook of this seldom visited geocache. Five days in, and I've finished the remaining Colorado counties.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hoS-bWWpg8EZU-GCqjbf9hrAcyOc4VAZoBW6cgS8RyWiMUFiwCpHc1QYK0LCGTFTU8UyvbAN_JsXklGnqaMB1RLsCGO30KI6H_0kSY5H6sLXdbSetXjMLvTuq0tEfmAX0LdAJGl1BHLCf8RcqK9iVxNtfwnsz4A0eNcyEEUz7vw16FdO6waAvH_B0w/s1024/PXL_20220616_184836632.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hoS-bWWpg8EZU-GCqjbf9hrAcyOc4VAZoBW6cgS8RyWiMUFiwCpHc1QYK0LCGTFTU8UyvbAN_JsXklGnqaMB1RLsCGO30KI6H_0kSY5H6sLXdbSetXjMLvTuq0tEfmAX0LdAJGl1BHLCf8RcqK9iVxNtfwnsz4A0eNcyEEUz7vw16FdO6waAvH_B0w/s320/PXL_20220616_184836632.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>You never know what you'll find when you wander. Who knew that Belle Fourche, South Dakota was the geographic center of the U.S.?</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnXAuj6aLgWdXOWThi0A-xSO6hBKoozfM60rLOZSbvh5BwEbbFpp3JCLZNFR0CwvHazLHcvgrpKHKeKnuN2jWK8pdGwdlPHkrOFhNIqP8177BVPf-VIfM3J82IoeIlcieAt-7t_0G5aY78jnsSPp1bSJO3nlDViAfhJ4FkdcHi3V2-u45TNIT_KnzXog/s800/202206%20June.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnXAuj6aLgWdXOWThi0A-xSO6hBKoozfM60rLOZSbvh5BwEbbFpp3JCLZNFR0CwvHazLHcvgrpKHKeKnuN2jWK8pdGwdlPHkrOFhNIqP8177BVPf-VIfM3J82IoeIlcieAt-7t_0G5aY78jnsSPp1bSJO3nlDViAfhJ4FkdcHi3V2-u45TNIT_KnzXog/s320/202206%20June.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It was a long day, but in the process I cached in five states: Nebraska, Wyoming, South Dakota, North Dakota, and Montana. Home for the night was an interesting little state park north of Ekalaka, Montana</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEBQOFHIa0e-DqV01_Hne8vQ6fwObdIW8LwmrD2nOxTMFQ-7svQ_MwjLNFaY6KtfeNYXC4k5DQQidxQ5Zea3ccrA2xPwdMrI4-YT9UpFQS9x3y8YNK2lhyxKIuKgpwlrD4iFRAQfJV23xLlm112qCDQnUFajXgWbbqfiPazMrU2MEdGmRI_u1Nd2r8g/s1024/PXL_20220617_173503891.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEBQOFHIa0e-DqV01_Hne8vQ6fwObdIW8LwmrD2nOxTMFQ-7svQ_MwjLNFaY6KtfeNYXC4k5DQQidxQ5Zea3ccrA2xPwdMrI4-YT9UpFQS9x3y8YNK2lhyxKIuKgpwlrD4iFRAQfJV23xLlm112qCDQnUFajXgWbbqfiPazMrU2MEdGmRI_u1Nd2r8g/s320/PXL_20220617_173503891.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Devil's Tower was another highlight of the trip. Located in NE Wyoming, it has always seemed too far out of the way to visit. I took the time to walk the trail around the base of the tower. From the trail, it is MUCH bigger than it looks from a distance, but because of the trees, the better pictures are taken further away.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjG3aMA4gV0T983CQMfSOFlQHMw39v6gh8NTjNIfH1kRnYdwGcb1cnBdeWTWD2edDcq1_BG1yO9P56R3UgGuZpPMXYSpq81yFtEgR6OW1FF44qNMfsDJ8DfUmsoJeyrCIwh8-cMiVXI1spPAHBRgTv4QvqObzo5hCv0OxqKAagQS0rPr6uYLOXD0l0HQ/s1024/PXL_20220618_130331684.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjG3aMA4gV0T983CQMfSOFlQHMw39v6gh8NTjNIfH1kRnYdwGcb1cnBdeWTWD2edDcq1_BG1yO9P56R3UgGuZpPMXYSpq81yFtEgR6OW1FF44qNMfsDJ8DfUmsoJeyrCIwh8-cMiVXI1spPAHBRgTv4QvqObzo5hCv0OxqKAagQS0rPr6uYLOXD0l0HQ/s320/PXL_20220618_130331684.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It's notable how many small towns have leveraged some nice murals to dress up their downtown area. I really enjoy the art. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWp6STZB3vcTUzgyRFN5G0wbIbw-S4UMVHtpxpSqWYhZx9Pri_JtYR3YigDlBsNzbYKao6KVs2HNORnDZv-OLPs4mS4gZN5ElvtXlTtEoVYQl3mIgYVDvaWAWLa1_sMVFcbvWnD_5qvsLdFMorjivR8gn3RzO1vDr_tKpARNyxmWzojrzdDhZTSdxixg/s1024/PXL_20220618_154259186.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWp6STZB3vcTUzgyRFN5G0wbIbw-S4UMVHtpxpSqWYhZx9Pri_JtYR3YigDlBsNzbYKao6KVs2HNORnDZv-OLPs4mS4gZN5ElvtXlTtEoVYQl3mIgYVDvaWAWLa1_sMVFcbvWnD_5qvsLdFMorjivR8gn3RzO1vDr_tKpARNyxmWzojrzdDhZTSdxixg/s320/PXL_20220618_154259186.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>In Sheridan, the town has created a very nice park complete with several bronze pieces. This one features a man who regularly provided books to the young folks in town.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIoH8ypeI5-e2W-g97LjPSqLx7fTHOa4XMCdIt9kRQuxVssLR7Kd3kS-mxu4N5D4__-ziFAoMf0pwAJYZ9Y9aK1pTjMKXpkU8bU6_oDnAY1VZnp5ZIaA12mivaiffdzJF6prwsyeeF_z2j94gu5GYvkObPst2LLlqC_xPFIRea_DxngxP0xV2SsjHe6A/s1024/PXL_20220618_214315620.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIoH8ypeI5-e2W-g97LjPSqLx7fTHOa4XMCdIt9kRQuxVssLR7Kd3kS-mxu4N5D4__-ziFAoMf0pwAJYZ9Y9aK1pTjMKXpkU8bU6_oDnAY1VZnp5ZIaA12mivaiffdzJF6prwsyeeF_z2j94gu5GYvkObPst2LLlqC_xPFIRea_DxngxP0xV2SsjHe6A/s320/PXL_20220618_214315620.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>BJ and I spent a night at a <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2016/07/jellystone.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">cute little RV park in Thermopolis</a></b> a number of years ago, but this time I got a chance to wander through part of the state park that highlights the hot springs.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiem2BmTfypGIBLKSi7o-aFfXuKy13xmCtyP0O3OfwUqCBP6QAHMfVkR45Fo2-pG2AOATY-Sxz6h6l7ty9Gp65NOgXbKkfInZcXLglEA6YHr5BNf8sP5i0WXP50qQNWyPdIoqLpE-CMOQpoCx6vTslyIeqaWn7ubatXHkmGuEK1HHNrghxtScp81dmFoQ/s1024/PXL_20220620_034142670.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiem2BmTfypGIBLKSi7o-aFfXuKy13xmCtyP0O3OfwUqCBP6QAHMfVkR45Fo2-pG2AOATY-Sxz6h6l7ty9Gp65NOgXbKkfInZcXLglEA6YHr5BNf8sP5i0WXP50qQNWyPdIoqLpE-CMOQpoCx6vTslyIeqaWn7ubatXHkmGuEK1HHNrghxtScp81dmFoQ/s320/PXL_20220620_034142670.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The plan was to boondock at a wildlife preserve about midway between Laramie & Rawlins on the 9th day of the trip but when I came off the exit the engine set up a terrible clatter. It took several hours (and AAA was NO help whatsoever) before I was able to organize a tow truck. Tossed a coin and decided to go back to Laramie since it was a larger town.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-YEdEN9LN5m-Fo1vfy1r5ghsMdfnus-2aSjfDTzgDzF-QijXhftt2hz622-_Evbcb6UedgZD-Nf_P-j3cYIN1jGxwWO9AxAgivbIrH0-6pFxLmBS52yl8Il_AOzqj-gIw2k16sgZHRJOetQFn7jCpJ4iVUPXzSDlxg6vWSlOIWr5rMQNkexguvR7Kw/s1024/PXL_20220620_211538371.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-YEdEN9LN5m-Fo1vfy1r5ghsMdfnus-2aSjfDTzgDzF-QijXhftt2hz622-_Evbcb6UedgZD-Nf_P-j3cYIN1jGxwWO9AxAgivbIrH0-6pFxLmBS52yl8Il_AOzqj-gIw2k16sgZHRJOetQFn7jCpJ4iVUPXzSDlxg6vWSlOIWr5rMQNkexguvR7Kw/s320/PXL_20220620_211538371.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Diagnosed as rod knock, I rented a U-Haul, loaded up, and headed home, leaving two orphaned counties in Wyoming. I was very fortunate to walk to a cache in Carbon County while waiting for the tow truck so at least I've got that one!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Yjch1i1DU4VxzvRyan4bs-QgNErZK82-Q5GtIeKWjLSvdffHZ7dtL5LXBMH-eME_X0CNiJu_AMACK_ptfpT-m-sYNPXMxcVX-indksUqL53dblmJYvEId-BHlM0mt9fbbjh8l-F_dwbV-45UM0aLp0n2Mf1TDZyJ9F4XdA1i0qhc_GxEpeuEFuE0AQ/s861/Subie%20Route%20completed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="861" data-original-width="555" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Yjch1i1DU4VxzvRyan4bs-QgNErZK82-Q5GtIeKWjLSvdffHZ7dtL5LXBMH-eME_X0CNiJu_AMACK_ptfpT-m-sYNPXMxcVX-indksUqL53dblmJYvEId-BHlM0mt9fbbjh8l-F_dwbV-45UM0aLp0n2Mf1TDZyJ9F4XdA1i0qhc_GxEpeuEFuE0AQ/s320/Subie%20Route%20completed.jpg" width="206" /></a></div>As usual, I didn't find everything I looked for, and in many cases, I quite looking once I had three in a county, but unlike the planned trip, this is what it looked like when the Subie got home. The cache in western Colorado and the one in Utah were done on the drive home with the U-Haul.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWC7wm8txKFtwZ9ht3tTOIsBbMPiHb-wdc09NXBXMFB4mJrptuaCu0kF_TPvMmj-vQ5lULN-N8QJFyZGA3o-O7tuagZIJ3Li-buwYJKX1Fremb3GOvg2X2oDhvRX25HPpxRQQc8_w7i83snGJMa4YLWlc5FE9GquXzmT4hcmUKeFWEMGM6nK3SPmee_w/s777/CoWY%20After%20notes.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="777" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWC7wm8txKFtwZ9ht3tTOIsBbMPiHb-wdc09NXBXMFB4mJrptuaCu0kF_TPvMmj-vQ5lULN-N8QJFyZGA3o-O7tuagZIJ3Li-buwYJKX1Fremb3GOvg2X2oDhvRX25HPpxRQQc8_w7i83snGJMa4YLWlc5FE9GquXzmT4hcmUKeFWEMGM6nK3SPmee_w/s320/CoWY%20After%20notes.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Jefferson, Madison, and Teton Counties in Idaho are still orphaned, but now they are joined by Teton and Sublette Counties in Wyoming. We actually have one cache in Teton County, Wyoming, but it is a virtual cache and one of the county challenges in Wyoming requires the qualifying caches to be physical caches. At least all five counties are nicely grouped together!</div><div><br /></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-79767420177570242812021-11-03T11:39:00.000-07:002021-11-03T11:39:27.259-07:00More Labyrinth Canyon<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjGfInqS-z4U3oVpo_cCNqUWBSsAqIC5YFT2Py5x1B0Ubhd7OXqBoj9ctV_9kTZGOERpTbkDoi3_w3pI9uX85GPKd1zJwlsMsn3ciNUad7mhM3kgZDEW2vkuqOzU5Tt4fzgozEFhq6uPQEuqStzLPJPN4BFwUY0MyEDSBSuYvBZkfM6QZkslIGzp1NbOw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjGfInqS-z4U3oVpo_cCNqUWBSsAqIC5YFT2Py5x1B0Ubhd7OXqBoj9ctV_9kTZGOERpTbkDoi3_w3pI9uX85GPKd1zJwlsMsn3ciNUad7mhM3kgZDEW2vkuqOzU5Tt4fzgozEFhq6uPQEuqStzLPJPN4BFwUY0MyEDSBSuYvBZkfM6QZkslIGzp1NbOw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>After two nights at a wonderful camp at RM81, we continued downriver. Load out went faster than anticipated thanks to teamwork between the four of us that avoided unnecessary slipping and sliding across the mud at the river edge.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfGZTsda88oxOMrJ7zb13-rZRJ5lbHo1pQhWq6uXNv8Hf5tIWrK-53iFynbyUu0_pTG4amMPip5ob0eWfXw6KwIkEDA8_sKyer2TXGYHUaqGmo1p9T_4bnXkCCWN24OEZwEbvStwzgZxgxl5nshuETbIDrKj1na-nDQpM1KJGdZjn6y3vPFZfghXjIbg=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfGZTsda88oxOMrJ7zb13-rZRJ5lbHo1pQhWq6uXNv8Hf5tIWrK-53iFynbyUu0_pTG4amMPip5ob0eWfXw6KwIkEDA8_sKyer2TXGYHUaqGmo1p9T_4bnXkCCWN24OEZwEbvStwzgZxgxl5nshuETbIDrKj1na-nDQpM1KJGdZjn6y3vPFZfghXjIbg=s320" width="320" /></a></div>One of the possible advantages of a relatively early start is the beautiful reflections. The downside of an early start when you're trying to stretch out the trip, is you get to where you're going early in the day.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFLHL_eCZR-kYRrDQyoU6_BngpKPauyZ4T7FhgWpuUcjtLI4c9KMD1XUD10nEI27MWpRvIFFg7fk0jqmRZ_jZX1PRcFZtXUWQojkxgYBa390eetzEzSP__Cj6wWfu1adBSpkJFtEzD7bWoCct9gQcirEPzUmVrZXnmA3PwZ3FoWF6ufiYXjU-LViRrDQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjFLHL_eCZR-kYRrDQyoU6_BngpKPauyZ4T7FhgWpuUcjtLI4c9KMD1XUD10nEI27MWpRvIFFg7fk0jqmRZ_jZX1PRcFZtXUWQojkxgYBa390eetzEzSP__Cj6wWfu1adBSpkJFtEzD7bWoCct9gQcirEPzUmVrZXnmA3PwZ3FoWF6ufiYXjU-LViRrDQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We laid claim to a beautiful sandbar across the river from the <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2018/10/immersed-in-beauty.html" target="_blank">Launch Marguerite inscription</a></b> at about RM73. We had camp set up before lunch and spent the day watching other groups paddle past. This picture was taken after the sun dipped below the western cliffs. Just before dark, a couple gals in a 16' cataraft rowed past. We would see them several more times before the trip was over.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfreXab-bBdjY_0XSaqctDyJFvp8bLHlTr20AmQ2Irb1CpVQh4ZG-gl9oX9z0PHCjOymOARYyKl3GtLdmFLWpgr5LMAIEybC8O1IsgdPFHCUFBdJvS7V7I2iBbis_Z8IN0oYr5L7Vbu51WPWqOOOcj0ZAGEPJh60XOYlPNVJqDWlLMaM6zZ8oYip8TyQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfreXab-bBdjY_0XSaqctDyJFvp8bLHlTr20AmQ2Irb1CpVQh4ZG-gl9oX9z0PHCjOymOARYyKl3GtLdmFLWpgr5LMAIEybC8O1IsgdPFHCUFBdJvS7V7I2iBbis_Z8IN0oYr5L7Vbu51WPWqOOOcj0ZAGEPJh60XOYlPNVJqDWlLMaM6zZ8oYip8TyQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning had high clouds which changed the character of the reflections. We spotted the cataraft at RM71.8 when we went past. Since we'd stayed at <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2014/10/day-three-green-river.html" target="_blank">Bowknot Bend</a></b> several times in the past, we all agreed that we would skip it this year. Picking the right line through the shallows near the north side of Bowknot Bend went easier than expected.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZhIIyqsPCsGeO-zfD9ZKafK-RSNyP46PizMOZSrofaAhjh24L1gmpFNA-SPKZuJ4c6-nxLESgb6AWIzUuXfdv7M9O2cDYkaOJx607F6WVbkZ__kFxvMNGQheR3SplzQFz5QTOuLNsOpOdFlSqagRCQK11zUKqH3LrM58-LoUUa2sDgIHr0rAZhIQCEQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjZhIIyqsPCsGeO-zfD9ZKafK-RSNyP46PizMOZSrofaAhjh24L1gmpFNA-SPKZuJ4c6-nxLESgb6AWIzUuXfdv7M9O2cDYkaOJx607F6WVbkZ__kFxvMNGQheR3SplzQFz5QTOuLNsOpOdFlSqagRCQK11zUKqH3LrM58-LoUUa2sDgIHr0rAZhIQCEQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We were all dreaming of spending several days at our all-time favorite campsite but were concerned with the number of parties that had passed us in the past 48 hours. In the spirit of going slowly, we decided to add an night on the mid-river sandbar just downstream of the large heart-shaped rock on the east side of Bowknot Bend at about RM66.7.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1OmdjXfZiEnj_9IsETJhRtONNaJ8p4k6iqMgIZ12er085jjXEhqj4hP8aksA-HvXHeIiHjucTdueGtUl6ti42vyd-avWvo7Gj3zC1gl1o32PGRMp8kwXySBpPnW-sesM_1d8dD1DUyZLBzGMKQzQ-rBnerxfqIpp4oL-PxC7Zz-ILg21E8VPC04TyBw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1OmdjXfZiEnj_9IsETJhRtONNaJ8p4k6iqMgIZ12er085jjXEhqj4hP8aksA-HvXHeIiHjucTdueGtUl6ti42vyd-avWvo7Gj3zC1gl1o32PGRMp8kwXySBpPnW-sesM_1d8dD1DUyZLBzGMKQzQ-rBnerxfqIpp4oL-PxC7Zz-ILg21E8VPC04TyBw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>The sandbar had a three inch layer of very slippery mud, but someone had cleared a path down to solid sand in one spot so we unloaded the canoes, one at a time.<p></p><p>About 4:30 or so, the cataraft that had passed us late yesterday landed at a high camp on river right just upstream of us. We've always stayed hard left in this section so I'd never noticed the access before. Maybe next year, since there is a history of mining in that area.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9BFIoSXeCBZJzMZSvsSGt8PTajj_sGkxhpqWFPq4ibjhW8ohFJkbmCGPpHEEm8KLL41sKiiBXLiMajQFo4DJCOpYLAgICiIlfnNtrpTgejbgKFp6nMqiIpNeOTHpb0Xob3K8Ku1qxNUvnGhh_Z1zMbxx5rG-UAJ44Vxpdqx611G_RQMyNOw2maMWjrA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9BFIoSXeCBZJzMZSvsSGt8PTajj_sGkxhpqWFPq4ibjhW8ohFJkbmCGPpHEEm8KLL41sKiiBXLiMajQFo4DJCOpYLAgICiIlfnNtrpTgejbgKFp6nMqiIpNeOTHpb0Xob3K8Ku1qxNUvnGhh_Z1zMbxx5rG-UAJ44Vxpdqx611G_RQMyNOw2maMWjrA=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We'd agreed to take our time the next morning, waiting for the sun to hit our tents and dry the condensation from the rain flys before loading. Much to my surprise, the gals with the cataraft were up early and on the river while we were eating breakfast. We knew they were headed to Cataract Canyon, so we didn't think much about it. With just five miles or so to our desired destination, we dawdled and drifted past the south side of Bowknot Bend.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjbll0jdnazf-sBTHFoUwyUQwqhohKleJNE14N1dtbdNnFtuTwKGFANxD4cjnSb4o78m4qzvDoAQ5M5iX-B6dbr_veajFqJu2pL7aaCtfp_6aZ1z-CoQZDZnvcIbS2E3Md7OUoJrDVRmRFDfuBa5EqcRfUioYC_DmtXyXK77uoSKGRdwyZNfrLFZ-4JfA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjbll0jdnazf-sBTHFoUwyUQwqhohKleJNE14N1dtbdNnFtuTwKGFANxD4cjnSb4o78m4qzvDoAQ5M5iX-B6dbr_veajFqJu2pL7aaCtfp_6aZ1z-CoQZDZnvcIbS2E3Md7OUoJrDVRmRFDfuBa5EqcRfUioYC_DmtXyXK77uoSKGRdwyZNfrLFZ-4JfA=s320" width="320" /></a></div>Home for the night was not our desired location, but rather a sandbar midriver near the mouth of Twomile Canyon. The cataraft was unloading at our desired camp as we went by. Turns out, the typical sandbar that shortens the climb up the bank was gone this year so getting into that camp would have been a lot of work. Such is the luck of the draw! Once again, a beautiful sandbar camp but not one that was worth spending another day or two.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEieixGV7SYcE3j2eXdvLSMi9D-Z9IG_Swj_PjvFGqkU7RXjmPum25iCX8x29Mo_ALSzODiTuLmxTDt9sJYI1O7z1H8d5MS0H1QTzL4L9OYZxx2mJj1dH2SiRBOhlnRqH8qlgRI0DP4vA7aTRX5UF7PtsC_wz93HPOJY4qZdOuKKR7c9z3qD7CRnWSTvFA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEieixGV7SYcE3j2eXdvLSMi9D-Z9IG_Swj_PjvFGqkU7RXjmPum25iCX8x29Mo_ALSzODiTuLmxTDt9sJYI1O7z1H8d5MS0H1QTzL4L9OYZxx2mJj1dH2SiRBOhlnRqH8qlgRI0DP4vA7aTRX5UF7PtsC_wz93HPOJY4qZdOuKKR7c9z3qD7CRnWSTvFA=s320" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning, we continued downriver, looking for any spot that said "stay here another night" but instead we watched the light changing on the cliffs and the shoals leaving little telltale signs of their existence.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfuVJcP6ZW_D2ufJirksA50ZxeSyrCsEHBbDIJRiWDoBd15jQJcUYytu-h4rXkSSv-LJg4sjTPHX41iWN7z8nR3HBXqI3O6iVDNFEMunabiBbRCTR7fSDlikUIPZ64ilwQkIUg4ktOjdHfp_fbNPbNwliC_NXqwC2d0-CJ-hvS3tHE7aWk9R-I51iPjQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhfuVJcP6ZW_D2ufJirksA50ZxeSyrCsEHBbDIJRiWDoBd15jQJcUYytu-h4rXkSSv-LJg4sjTPHX41iWN7z8nR3HBXqI3O6iVDNFEMunabiBbRCTR7fSDlikUIPZ64ilwQkIUg4ktOjdHfp_fbNPbNwliC_NXqwC2d0-CJ-hvS3tHE7aWk9R-I51iPjQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We arrived at Mineral Bottom as several groups were spread out across the launch ramp. We waited and watched and were thankful that it wasn't our canoes that they were dragging fully loaded down the launch ramp.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUYlHxDpLf0v-SP9tlEy4f1HkexRS1vk-sADBXe4LSOBZuqfzOz8R_FXGsLM6FS7CTOfzgqikc8bLvVydXrszq6iqDJZg9kE1wGfsvS88KG-UkmR_DeY2hmTQGglGLSVvqpTJ2jwuUbbde0guhX01tv599r-fX9M7C3FsznUw_CS_z927hTTzv6v_MRw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiUYlHxDpLf0v-SP9tlEy4f1HkexRS1vk-sADBXe4LSOBZuqfzOz8R_FXGsLM6FS7CTOfzgqikc8bLvVydXrszq6iqDJZg9kE1wGfsvS88KG-UkmR_DeY2hmTQGglGLSVvqpTJ2jwuUbbde0guhX01tv599r-fX9M7C3FsznUw_CS_z927hTTzv6v_MRw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>The truck shuttle worked out wonderfully. It was parked where we expected, and even though we were off the river two days earlier than hoped, it made for easy loading up. Nice timing, too! Just as we were leaving, 3 trucks pulled in towing NPS J-rigs and once again the launch was a busy place.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiHc52RNOPR63nSK0MjteDlT113E9QUWEGAN0gfGj0CP1sWD58ZRdoRpan-dQn5kFEx1CQ7d_2SpQbgZotUI6w3F7igsHa0Yy38Cp4rVKXTXrYi1TmDIJ95vSoWYdyWZVl2X2D1pNejjmLpv2jfE8bgFMKpmKtGWyGq5UNPRHUGqJsNQYUFaN_6udKu-A=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiHc52RNOPR63nSK0MjteDlT113E9QUWEGAN0gfGj0CP1sWD58ZRdoRpan-dQn5kFEx1CQ7d_2SpQbgZotUI6w3F7igsHa0Yy38Cp4rVKXTXrYi1TmDIJ95vSoWYdyWZVl2X2D1pNejjmLpv2jfE8bgFMKpmKtGWyGq5UNPRHUGqJsNQYUFaN_6udKu-A=s320" width="320" /></a></div>This was the part I'd been waiting for. We've always used an outfitter for the shuttle but this time I got a chance to drive. It's true that there'd been a slight washout a couple weeks prior, but in this case the GPS is referring to a geocache named Washout!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgiOzkSE74DQ3kFsei2Lcjec_QfxO8CdVLxqmb5X9Lm1ZfW4cZoYU5MJHN2J0NT4uixVCOuVNgZvE49M0Uc4HibQ-OpCo_A9dfVve9G8ZxFMcs83yZ6F00Dv9T0PTiR0fToI73UkwUb-WtGR0jJsT0vf4yOAVv4Ps5BAb3tqVqBqVhlWDu4surOUYvgYA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgiOzkSE74DQ3kFsei2Lcjec_QfxO8CdVLxqmb5X9Lm1ZfW4cZoYU5MJHN2J0NT4uixVCOuVNgZvE49M0Uc4HibQ-OpCo_A9dfVve9G8ZxFMcs83yZ6F00Dv9T0PTiR0fToI73UkwUb-WtGR0jJsT0vf4yOAVv4Ps5BAb3tqVqBqVhlWDu4surOUYvgYA=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br />Since I was driving, I got to stop and take pictures along the way. Fair to say, the road is crooked and steep. I'll be back someday with the Silver Subie to spend some time exploring Mineral Bottom and the surrounding area.<p></p><p>As always, you can click on a picture to get a larger version.</p><p><br /></p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Mineral Bottom, Utah38.5299813 -109.993458210.219747463821157 -145.14970820000002 66.840215136178841 -74.8372082tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-64535881368008622402021-10-19T17:13:00.003-07:002021-10-19T17:13:52.626-07:00Better Late Than Never<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhETAi2iP9TbXLhI1N4UyCYDNUDX7bUkhvMSaro5VzlDPMaPnt9MENkT9y-6PHfICFYM8NSmfUN6gttDY4DBoJGcqk3visdhVeJFgiw5OcVdvK3OXHnu2w1WgIzdm92-OBJG7mXIK7Ci-Irj_8-xMkBBMkPNDxhnHIcapenmbhM56j4TGqBn9QFm084Zw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhETAi2iP9TbXLhI1N4UyCYDNUDX7bUkhvMSaro5VzlDPMaPnt9MENkT9y-6PHfICFYM8NSmfUN6gttDY4DBoJGcqk3visdhVeJFgiw5OcVdvK3OXHnu2w1WgIzdm92-OBJG7mXIK7Ci-Irj_8-xMkBBMkPNDxhnHIcapenmbhM56j4TGqBn9QFm084Zw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>I've been very lazy about doing any blogging, but I realized that I use my blogs to keep track of our travels. We did our nearly annual Green River trip again this year, with a bit of an interesting twist. We headed north on September 21st this year. As typical, we left home well before the sun came up, with about 550 miles to go before we could rest.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimHOfTXlV0eCbtk6FdzlCWVoAwyK3SeXLGILnsFqNAhsPapk1OlB_JJOqvuV88LbmTNNbQFFmNWUcfPOT8ayMu6mTFLGzywJdGktdsPjkQ0fVj7JZoEGdXAIZYrSAtyJNfyMUWBaL2MmX6FDqT2PMBiiv6EEVspfelGXxYBFVX45GxVzuQGIEAk9EM3w=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimHOfTXlV0eCbtk6FdzlCWVoAwyK3SeXLGILnsFqNAhsPapk1OlB_JJOqvuV88LbmTNNbQFFmNWUcfPOT8ayMu6mTFLGzywJdGktdsPjkQ0fVj7JZoEGdXAIZYrSAtyJNfyMUWBaL2MmX6FDqT2PMBiiv6EEVspfelGXxYBFVX45GxVzuQGIEAk9EM3w=s320" width="320" /></a></div>This year we decided to do the Labyrinth Canyon section from Ruby Ranch to Mineral Bottom. Instead of getting hotel rooms in Moab and using our typical shuttle service, we headed all the way to Ruby Ranch and camped at the put-in. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXu1SM7pFasz77P6fcofDDbZxrNMHAWiKYdvR22NxdipctsUKJE-cmelbJkDsB8glrNv0OpL6U6VK9nCmVgiuD4a4fwot-dNi3V545y3FcUXNG6qJFZMyRz4OkDGtAUiqiN2AKrnSDH-eeEm3_QEuim4thJzhrZQ1LXS23B4GhBMcaejaG8a84hog7CA=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjXu1SM7pFasz77P6fcofDDbZxrNMHAWiKYdvR22NxdipctsUKJE-cmelbJkDsB8glrNv0OpL6U6VK9nCmVgiuD4a4fwot-dNi3V545y3FcUXNG6qJFZMyRz4OkDGtAUiqiN2AKrnSDH-eeEm3_QEuim4thJzhrZQ1LXS23B4GhBMcaejaG8a84hog7CA=s320" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning after breakfast we broke camp and loaded the canoes. We were on the water about the time we would normally have left Tex's Riverways Office. But what about the truck?? This year we used <b><a href="https://www.coyoteshuttle.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Coyote Shuttle</a></b> to move our truck from Ruby Ranch to Mineral Bottom. It worked out really well, and the truck was waiting in the parking lot when we got to Mineral Bottom.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKrQ93Y3KiRjHs_gnTMIc9sgJ9GE5cw2DoTL2-pMd1A1cCFuDTVWsbOU8rqLkN8zrT0TGQmI6hCyNjZxVweASWXCGHsojRE8xLd2FqNNdcBCRqv3UyKFB3v-Zq3GdIJddLZ73sdRdFUp7WgSwW1U6SJxHveh06lOc0kZ8u7qMUOAqxIEaw-IuFN6o3Bg=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjKrQ93Y3KiRjHs_gnTMIc9sgJ9GE5cw2DoTL2-pMd1A1cCFuDTVWsbOU8rqLkN8zrT0TGQmI6hCyNjZxVweASWXCGHsojRE8xLd2FqNNdcBCRqv3UyKFB3v-Zq3GdIJddLZ73sdRdFUp7WgSwW1U6SJxHveh06lOc0kZ8u7qMUOAqxIEaw-IuFN6o3Bg=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We had a plan, but it went up in smoke when we arrived at Trin Alcove. More often than not, Trin Alcove has a big berm of high, dry sand across the mouth of the wash. The plan was to spend two nights here. This year, there'd been a massive flash flood and there wasn't any sign of sand! The mud was very slippery and very deep if you weren't careful. Clearly, we weren't going to stay here!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEij9nh_g_ICNJNBp0rdijqldWovDoeCISg8Pir4gB8HszyrSdxDLTiVES5CBHtxtiG74JDgvbnXtGwv4CSnsPSxhDySyggSCYMNrYeE4dXi0Z9h3NiWv7T8E01yVjAMRINWZclA--e_2O8ZME-KSGTwbPmN3kTcio9ULU3NYr_naBFUEgzSHi-pLwWsUw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEij9nh_g_ICNJNBp0rdijqldWovDoeCISg8Pir4gB8HszyrSdxDLTiVES5CBHtxtiG74JDgvbnXtGwv4CSnsPSxhDySyggSCYMNrYeE4dXi0Z9h3NiWv7T8E01yVjAMRINWZclA--e_2O8ZME-KSGTwbPmN3kTcio9ULU3NYr_naBFUEgzSHi-pLwWsUw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We continued downstream, watching for an accessible sandbar and enjoying the wonderful weather.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0IJcNNcofHWHGfCD148ASvm5lIymBBguP6toWn7mk7-qchgPQomGxN2bj4kkWRqymUzpJdyKEmZHGS-ZMraFD9AaK1BPV3ifxQL_iqoZNPyULkUrSURqpn3IXYUCoOUUjF2uWkCkkyyjIDPGNA4sgVYJjGcNNPFlP6evL199WedIvDbi1yIeIvErLsg=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0IJcNNcofHWHGfCD148ASvm5lIymBBguP6toWn7mk7-qchgPQomGxN2bj4kkWRqymUzpJdyKEmZHGS-ZMraFD9AaK1BPV3ifxQL_iqoZNPyULkUrSURqpn3IXYUCoOUUjF2uWkCkkyyjIDPGNA4sgVYJjGcNNPFlP6evL199WedIvDbi1yIeIvErLsg=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We found a nice spot on river left across from June's Bottom at about river mile 88.5. The sandbar had a 12 inch lip and a good solid sandy bottom along the edge. Easy unloading. By noon we had shade structures up and the lunch bags out. This picture, taken about 5:30, shows the afternoon shade starting to cover our home. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhg74gNAFVYiUFJVEW21LGuIYbaomCcohNKovOnXloVZ82vLH4HFTdG4D2OKM8JPlQGM6P21dJh6DRNpO8rhzhYZ1d-eucdFd7pUAcj9q10ubk8aRNzRlcWmHzh3vB3wBDK4gdokrvUhmkMRSkOjFVXCo7crCT2YS_jXCiZCFS6hzDsQM7j8uIodBCQgw=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhg74gNAFVYiUFJVEW21LGuIYbaomCcohNKovOnXloVZ82vLH4HFTdG4D2OKM8JPlQGM6P21dJh6DRNpO8rhzhYZ1d-eucdFd7pUAcj9q10ubk8aRNzRlcWmHzh3vB3wBDK4gdokrvUhmkMRSkOjFVXCo7crCT2YS_jXCiZCFS6hzDsQM7j8uIodBCQgw=s320" width="320" /></a></div>When the cliff was in full sun earlier in the afternoon, we spotted this inscription from camp so I had to check it out. Over 20 years of Green River trips and I'd never noticed it before. I've not been able to find any info about it. As usual, you can click on the picture for a larger version.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEicKIDNknFjpbWAtnBfqFgR2JW05BjW6lKMidjW_Kc7W1Mn0B_UFIzhu4CN1JA0XCiU27bBhYhCFvJjQSOxycdx8--L7TskuTNW6jqutSh45Y3WfaZzzISUgnI_NDJuZQUMbBazQihpLLcgWdNavNYRKYCAfzo-pJAZ89C9VEmmMdkOC9llS_wiY4-rUQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEicKIDNknFjpbWAtnBfqFgR2JW05BjW6lKMidjW_Kc7W1Mn0B_UFIzhu4CN1JA0XCiU27bBhYhCFvJjQSOxycdx8--L7TskuTNW6jqutSh45Y3WfaZzzISUgnI_NDJuZQUMbBazQihpLLcgWdNavNYRKYCAfzo-pJAZ89C9VEmmMdkOC9llS_wiY4-rUQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>While we'd planned 2 nights at Trin, we decided one night at the sandbar was enough since there wasn't any shade nor anything to explore other than the inscription. The next morning we were on the river again. The thought was that we would stay about river mile 84 if it was available. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_zhlps_-oS5oVqzHDMILhZzh4W7IYjFEsY2Dgn7yW_YNUAmIOTqy3eSI4b99iDNRLzr7BBf3Bu-RBGEYWomSkyR9RCo336w6NETDP-tbieHECTg1Vf5jfuI_vkomQvOSuMGwlgiQc42NBsfYH7ZuUXo463lqlme8MXJC1JWiW98elNAHmB9jGStSgHQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="773" data-original-width="1024" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_zhlps_-oS5oVqzHDMILhZzh4W7IYjFEsY2Dgn7yW_YNUAmIOTqy3eSI4b99iDNRLzr7BBf3Bu-RBGEYWomSkyR9RCo336w6NETDP-tbieHECTg1Vf5jfuI_vkomQvOSuMGwlgiQc42NBsfYH7ZuUXo463lqlme8MXJC1JWiW98elNAHmB9jGStSgHQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>There were three guys camped at the high camp at RM84, so we stopped long enough to find a geocache that's been there since 2003 and then continued downriver. From looking at the paper log versus the on-line log, it looks like a number of people are mistaking the BLM ammo can with info about graffiti for the geocache. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZCoX9wl-zm_uFlYpBPbIAcWlEvnXGLRm3wdt4YTn-lJeWxuZ0WEq3KL0J5b1L6uxuFueSc9-W_mnjutBtLXbe2_G1dme2DWeSZYDhWfzmpL45LEQUBvtm5dcv7BV33gKeqJTi6t7NR-13Z_G59O5prOgHt5OIqZlvgNuAPsW8EXpbWbwr9cP2QraqiQ=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZCoX9wl-zm_uFlYpBPbIAcWlEvnXGLRm3wdt4YTn-lJeWxuZ0WEq3KL0J5b1L6uxuFueSc9-W_mnjutBtLXbe2_G1dme2DWeSZYDhWfzmpL45LEQUBvtm5dcv7BV33gKeqJTi6t7NR-13Z_G59O5prOgHt5OIqZlvgNuAPsW8EXpbWbwr9cP2QraqiQ=s320" width="320" /></a></div>We ended up at a wonderful, shady camp at RM81. We'd stayed here on <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2018/10/immersed-in-beauty.html" target="_blank">our 2018 trip</a></b> and really liked it. The cliffs on the back side of the bottom are full of very intricate tafoni.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgP_syzql1MHK-bcWoVw3mvWGX62QNniiM_NIZ-YmVI4R9ZMUS4ZoKYnFi281dpewe6sygBo5-IwWrqKFIPWe-_8mWfSjbfqfePNozyWwjQ2h-Gxiac-2y7BSipmjZCZc_sU0kMUy6hy7ubXL1XVT7mLoILy2ynCmbhDcptCMsTMwiM1yVyA0cBoxb92Q=s1024" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgP_syzql1MHK-bcWoVw3mvWGX62QNniiM_NIZ-YmVI4R9ZMUS4ZoKYnFi281dpewe6sygBo5-IwWrqKFIPWe-_8mWfSjbfqfePNozyWwjQ2h-Gxiac-2y7BSipmjZCZc_sU0kMUy6hy7ubXL1XVT7mLoILy2ynCmbhDcptCMsTMwiM1yVyA0cBoxb92Q=s320" width="320" /></a></div>Perhaps the reason the camp was available (other than the "before lunch" arrival) was that cattle had been accessing the river at this point, leaving very slippery "mud" that reminded me of my childhood, feeding heifers. It was worth the effort for a great two night stay.<p></p><p><br /></p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Labyrinth Canyon, RM8138.6588582 -110.072798938.645453671260839 -110.08996503769531 38.672262728739156 -110.05563276230468tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-27591096138241730172021-07-27T14:42:00.002-07:002021-07-27T14:47:52.334-07:00Ida UhOh!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjslQqfmoo6hQEsVnDsCgaae45gdRN0HprtYRsa_YHIPuTwgiXkosC_UQakyog1pkAElwlkVXi0cz9-ahyphenhyphentUpOjZZPYpJNDzPxvBgs0aiMGoY3-egTiyW43JoUTIMvMyiZDIq-ZscD5o6-U/s1024/202106+June4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjslQqfmoo6hQEsVnDsCgaae45gdRN0HprtYRsa_YHIPuTwgiXkosC_UQakyog1pkAElwlkVXi0cz9-ahyphenhyphentUpOjZZPYpJNDzPxvBgs0aiMGoY3-egTiyW43JoUTIMvMyiZDIq-ZscD5o6-U/s320/202106+June4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After a couple more days in Spokane with my brother and his family, it was time to see if I could finish off all the remaining counties in Idaho. With the exception of one that was so weathered that it was difficult to read, all the historic markers in Idaho were large and clear. The best part was that many had a geocache nearby.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVYaIXIQEy1GUwpRry-eUf83-bygBzVS-1nkZI3h-YIfrhW0ysb1t1YSByfMCTpqPXKRXjEG2oEFGdhsjMAga605MJI3J8SjTLlZ1Sy7ORhyI6rYfGib2OOjCxMMYSRFdWxRvsvuSkhYE/s1024/PXL_20210620_154936170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVYaIXIQEy1GUwpRry-eUf83-bygBzVS-1nkZI3h-YIfrhW0ysb1t1YSByfMCTpqPXKRXjEG2oEFGdhsjMAga605MJI3J8SjTLlZ1Sy7ORhyI6rYfGib2OOjCxMMYSRFdWxRvsvuSkhYE/s320/PXL_20210620_154936170.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Some signs were easy to read, but after I stopped, I wasn't sure what the other sign was supposed to say.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgmxxGJRsE29lCENU8mT4odOqyMRsa6S03Ove75sd2b7SWzzhcpv-i44KfhAivrPUV2y6vFmRh6DJ3ehxgApUYayzTqKmxdjzUJOpipsYhWFN0SkbFYS9l7PrxjR0oOUB1BmiSBfx3DbF/s1024/PXL_20210620_211720127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwgmxxGJRsE29lCENU8mT4odOqyMRsa6S03Ove75sd2b7SWzzhcpv-i44KfhAivrPUV2y6vFmRh6DJ3ehxgApUYayzTqKmxdjzUJOpipsYhWFN0SkbFYS9l7PrxjR0oOUB1BmiSBfx3DbF/s320/PXL_20210620_211720127.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This one, and several others like it, were easy enough to read. Not sure why the geocache was ALWAYS past the sign...<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Za9jPi2l3aXlQXlJB_LCLtsy7p7Xuqg8yylFhwnmIezTB0xhiDnUj93xBBYHNVtHvSa2yo1LkQLeOZDv6RkOtgq6lNZVvpWWhyrDPJlx6jl9Tj5uiZWXnV8l34En3ZeA7Xu938sD-4wK/s1024/PXL_20210620_221530091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Za9jPi2l3aXlQXlJB_LCLtsy7p7Xuqg8yylFhwnmIezTB0xhiDnUj93xBBYHNVtHvSa2yo1LkQLeOZDv6RkOtgq6lNZVvpWWhyrDPJlx6jl9Tj5uiZWXnV8l34En3ZeA7Xu938sD-4wK/s320/PXL_20210620_221530091.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Some signs seemed to be primarily targets. How long has Bell Telephone Company been gone?<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwH7doQo1RfnrUp331ubj2c__re5Km-q4TbP6llTJ_sGSF-maqVzBQjOA6JLPMIVZa6L2zaCiCuZpdLlgXXQlIuviRh4ICJtrAMSzmqLHQ5ube0Be6KrbCujF8pyKUlYEwAnVNYbS7xoy9/s1024/PXL_20210620_214600546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwH7doQo1RfnrUp331ubj2c__re5Km-q4TbP6llTJ_sGSF-maqVzBQjOA6JLPMIVZa6L2zaCiCuZpdLlgXXQlIuviRh4ICJtrAMSzmqLHQ5ube0Be6KrbCujF8pyKUlYEwAnVNYbS7xoy9/s320/PXL_20210620_214600546.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I enjoyed some beautiful gravel roads up and over massive hills. They'd had a bit of rain in the recent past, so in most cases, the gravel roads were nearly dust free.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvlkv5dSbA0RA0bNe1JJTZL5VLCG4eqb69SOG04Fiar8fgX6biy1CqQ_7UEE5CS7ygRj2_WBHi-HJxkYh8lQgOghqhFFsyUdX86z5F_4pzk5Q5P3K1a6RfmqoKXXSvuIb7YkLXPwNAnLei/s1024/PXL_20210622_032315447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvlkv5dSbA0RA0bNe1JJTZL5VLCG4eqb69SOG04Fiar8fgX6biy1CqQ_7UEE5CS7ygRj2_WBHi-HJxkYh8lQgOghqhFFsyUdX86z5F_4pzk5Q5P3K1a6RfmqoKXXSvuIb7YkLXPwNAnLei/s320/PXL_20210622_032315447.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>My favorite boondock of the whole trip was here, alongside another minimally travelled gravel road east of Emmett. The sunset was beautiful, but it was the hour+ long conversation with the landowner that made it special. His family had been on the land for four generations and it was clear that he loved the land.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmWBSqEDVe570Y-Fu0Alx8V1zM5c0Y3FKqFC8srC81y1L4itYJrz2J3UOQYJk3_KxuiIshpKLLtuT8qTBBfJi6Ulhl7xNr23mUOuia3feucl99qL0s38PjqyWLYdwZRTdTMwcO8ZGq_nA/s1024/PXL_20210622_185025215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmWBSqEDVe570Y-Fu0Alx8V1zM5c0Y3FKqFC8srC81y1L4itYJrz2J3UOQYJk3_KxuiIshpKLLtuT8qTBBfJi6Ulhl7xNr23mUOuia3feucl99qL0s38PjqyWLYdwZRTdTMwcO8ZGq_nA/s320/PXL_20210622_185025215.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Cleaning up counties in Idaho isn't easy because all the valleys and rivers run north to south so I'd drive up one valley to a pass, and then down the next one, slowly working my way east.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfe36wcA1sTIe76kU02EqmHq_0LgzCNyJkFQVrepPRSm5Kad-KjaZsqj21XyMrZADoVOxevR10dwqwk2tN-CEtZ83coAx7GP17K5gXOf0NmUR_9emoraOVFOoj5exDfVE1vfMQHo_suKY/s1024/PXL_20210622_192217743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfe36wcA1sTIe76kU02EqmHq_0LgzCNyJkFQVrepPRSm5Kad-KjaZsqj21XyMrZADoVOxevR10dwqwk2tN-CEtZ83coAx7GP17K5gXOf0NmUR_9emoraOVFOoj5exDfVE1vfMQHo_suKY/s320/PXL_20210622_192217743.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Every now and then I'd stop just because the old buildings spoke to me. I wonder about the stories to be told about settling this land.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWxwzI3ui6mhQnc6Yjg2mzJdk-H8UN2HS_0phy1LPxygfdfoDMj4K0QdfH5fpgZre-wHM79TFiq-06o3J7cbsSS-U2gD043AnOF67tkQMISh33w-lyYqODaTZCXUXUc5fANPUTfLqLtpu/s1024/PXL_20210621_214611769.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWxwzI3ui6mhQnc6Yjg2mzJdk-H8UN2HS_0phy1LPxygfdfoDMj4K0QdfH5fpgZre-wHM79TFiq-06o3J7cbsSS-U2gD043AnOF67tkQMISh33w-lyYqODaTZCXUXUc5fANPUTfLqLtpu/s320/PXL_20210621_214611769.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Most of the geocaches were non-descript, but someone put a lot of effort into this waypoint for a cemetery multi-cache.<p></p><p>It was about this time that the Silver Subie started showing signs of ill health. Clutch travel was slowly, but noticeably, changing. I got as far as a series of challenge caches outside of Atomic City when I decided I couldn't ignore it any longer.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBo-ca7aZ-2ZwsqpYnTCtXXYEf5ah_Lbm5re_LTPMRsWFt8iqsq4hn_35K-sUxP9rmAZBUWZQ6ASv9PzKN_mHAUgNpWalsymV1Q5ox2EDym-zASJ3bXhdfjrP8MS6raUW6SdvhBbIVK5d/s1024/PXL_20210623_152047286.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRBo-ca7aZ-2ZwsqpYnTCtXXYEf5ah_Lbm5re_LTPMRsWFt8iqsq4hn_35K-sUxP9rmAZBUWZQ6ASv9PzKN_mHAUgNpWalsymV1Q5ox2EDym-zASJ3bXhdfjrP8MS6raUW6SdvhBbIVK5d/s320/PXL_20210623_152047286.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After a consultation with the Subaru dealer in Pocatello when the Service Center opened - a consultation that primarly consisted of "we can't look at it until early next week" - I pointed the car towards home. The plan was to see how far I could get before I needed to put it on a trailer.<p></p><p>Utah wasn't in the route plan this year, but it was the shortest and fastest way home!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHAjJGbVF8JuihiX8vj3PVp_MbcjOOnufUmWDxLLbdiAxU0pFcoHP4TwMGEAFydVwbBihrbhKJYuUJcRGtB4upx-Xw3u-JrXGNNkgo88H8W6fdUUsb76w4kWGZCmncVCcusYW1K21h70w/s593/JFOW+Idaho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="593" data-original-width="363" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHAjJGbVF8JuihiX8vj3PVp_MbcjOOnufUmWDxLLbdiAxU0pFcoHP4TwMGEAFydVwbBihrbhKJYuUJcRGtB4upx-Xw3u-JrXGNNkgo88H8W6fdUUsb76w4kWGZCmncVCcusYW1K21h70w/s320/JFOW+Idaho.jpg" /></a></div>It was a 981 mile day, but I got home that evening without needing to trailer the Subie. I parked it in a corner and put the dunce cap on it. It will get some attention one of these days soon.<p></p><p>Unfortunately, it means that I have three counties orphaned in eastern Idaho. Obviously, I'm going to have to go back - maybe next summer.</p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Emmett, ID43.84748 -116.28565418.63598667286816 -151.441904 69.058973327131838 -81.129404tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-45007577668472905942021-07-12T17:34:00.000-07:002021-07-12T17:34:39.951-07:00Wandering the Northwest<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrzAr1ZVl8SsEn6N1k-vTkdZlxLFf7uz5jGDzEr2L7tDF_DNNt9krIOmkE_WLr27MLtoFXW4BA2FBipzfsyPW5wIFulMuHpv2FN7EKh2OvU7JzTi_E1yQNrs64knErRAnkTWP-3lkfAcw/s1024/PXL_20210608_133221548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrzAr1ZVl8SsEn6N1k-vTkdZlxLFf7uz5jGDzEr2L7tDF_DNNt9krIOmkE_WLr27MLtoFXW4BA2FBipzfsyPW5wIFulMuHpv2FN7EKh2OvU7JzTi_E1yQNrs64knErRAnkTWP-3lkfAcw/s320/PXL_20210608_133221548.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After a good night's sleep at a boondock north of Brookings, I continued to pick off my missing Oregon counties with a drive up Highway 101. I had most of the counties, but that wasn't going to stop me from enjoying the view.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMfrU5dqh0Yoa7ksS0rmhImAY6wPzvBRu_ZqpAJAEdVIo1665L0HGPaSSGrrckdIwymm359wZAFyVJPRZx9k5qPFofYXSqdFyBisyYf-JxVDmE-Ndi8Eh-Jn9kMTLzqTXg3CUzXU7ndso/s1024/PXL_20210608_132013705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMfrU5dqh0Yoa7ksS0rmhImAY6wPzvBRu_ZqpAJAEdVIo1665L0HGPaSSGrrckdIwymm359wZAFyVJPRZx9k5qPFofYXSqdFyBisyYf-JxVDmE-Ndi8Eh-Jn9kMTLzqTXg3CUzXU7ndso/s320/PXL_20210608_132013705.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>There's a little arch in the rock down at water level that I never would have noticed except for the virtual cache that mentioned it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPH1ZZLzsOcio0hbioGEqsZNjSJy8zHUukZJkQ3zfEsW-qeO7tqwGJdC9JsaENDof_pGigFmGu95gEMBrAifizER9HEQcaFmmBlh39YQJVXF7owa5L_SDsDGVyLrNisF0Ig7jG3p0MF7S/s1024/202106+June2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPH1ZZLzsOcio0hbioGEqsZNjSJy8zHUukZJkQ3zfEsW-qeO7tqwGJdC9JsaENDof_pGigFmGu95gEMBrAifizER9HEQcaFmmBlh39YQJVXF7owa5L_SDsDGVyLrNisF0Ig7jG3p0MF7S/s320/202106+June2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I took advantage of some state forestry land east of Eddyville for another good night's sleep. As all good boondock spots, it was far enough from the highway to mask the noise and had good connectivity so that I could get my caches logged. <br /><br />The next morning I started with a visit to the University in Corvallis so I could get my picture taken - twice. There are two surviving webcam caches here!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuntUY6SZASxKcsFzvmc1X4y5NfJIIA8HqD7gFxUs0x4NkRvI4sgAGaT-zXOO7lsrx_LjpH_oaBaBnXALUAzdHAa6DeLC5RLVP_gSJPg_zyhwNUft58OS3A1bDrzhpzezu2U7RloTrEQo1/s1024/PXL_20210610_014942220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="773" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuntUY6SZASxKcsFzvmc1X4y5NfJIIA8HqD7gFxUs0x4NkRvI4sgAGaT-zXOO7lsrx_LjpH_oaBaBnXALUAzdHAa6DeLC5RLVP_gSJPg_zyhwNUft58OS3A1bDrzhpzezu2U7RloTrEQo1/s320/PXL_20210610_014942220.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I snagged a whole batch of well maintained challenge caches near Talent, Oregon and spent a couple hours with a very good friend in Newberg before heading to Scappose. The plan was to work a challenge trail there, but after getting "enough" to claim the county I left since they appeared to be very poorly maintained. Home for the night was another boondock near Cathlamet, Washington.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oWjg8Ber9Emi2o3fOhs_EtUEPdAeM-RB3CyaZ0OKGFt0vrHSn16vQV9dR9EjvnPx-Ptj035xuXmzKed3MluHpREyDIt_sV-LhjPJ3HmdLrSJGqp5C96rkOLOLddHhkomK6PUiMQjoewQ/s1024/PXL_20210610_123214200.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oWjg8Ber9Emi2o3fOhs_EtUEPdAeM-RB3CyaZ0OKGFt0vrHSn16vQV9dR9EjvnPx-Ptj035xuXmzKed3MluHpREyDIt_sV-LhjPJ3HmdLrSJGqp5C96rkOLOLddHhkomK6PUiMQjoewQ/s320/PXL_20210610_123214200.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>With my typical early start, I headed up the Columbia, first on the Washington side, and then switching to the Oregon side.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpJAQEH8tPvnMCKBs35K69QgqYJ2xkJ4IwTaa4GbvFlMLIHKdO-ql73RgYn9bBi4etuJ9lSl1W0UIPBUT8DYgwi5pxRBwZ8M9RZw9BHDWoAwLQYs4D6jyajbJjwMWNhjZvo7L0rIm_T16/s1024/PXL_20210610_215256625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpJAQEH8tPvnMCKBs35K69QgqYJ2xkJ4IwTaa4GbvFlMLIHKdO-ql73RgYn9bBi4etuJ9lSl1W0UIPBUT8DYgwi5pxRBwZ8M9RZw9BHDWoAwLQYs4D6jyajbJjwMWNhjZvo7L0rIm_T16/s320/PXL_20210610_215256625.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>That afternoon found me working a challenge trail in the high hills west of Milton-Freewater, Oregon. I took advantage of one of the several snow parks along Highway 204 for my home for the night. Once again, I picked a spot with no one around, no noise, and decent connectivity.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBG98E6O4DX6lecDgezaGqM_O_CI8-wlm6lykDNtbCJyeDzTc5D3MdWuyeKvafRfp64wPmngZrWCa0mYhyphenhyphens0-gqjM8q7iQZ92qRaqo3ig2LE0bbKqq-HSYfWEukKWHhu9DjJ9c33iCO4Ww/s1024/PXL_20210611_213621808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBG98E6O4DX6lecDgezaGqM_O_CI8-wlm6lykDNtbCJyeDzTc5D3MdWuyeKvafRfp64wPmngZrWCa0mYhyphenhyphens0-gqjM8q7iQZ92qRaqo3ig2LE0bbKqq-HSYfWEukKWHhu9DjJ9c33iCO4Ww/s320/PXL_20210611_213621808.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning I finished up the last of my Oregon counties and started on the ones that I'd ignored in SE Washington. The caches weren't memorable, but I loved my time in Pomeroy. There was a large collection of classic signs and antique vehicles that deserved more time than I gave it!<br /><br />The Subie started sqawking at me a bit, so I changed up plans and headed to Spokane, making sure to pick off my last two SE Washington counties along the way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kOta_Uk18S09-1a_g-yQPbtSY4magrT4GZgDDq-tpATKMFhzG3o3-CHzHyOOVyMrZIuP3RVfxpfaQh0aHiNDjFohQeUaYL_HC1nbEntEoMylPB2eq0SXvypydkicfxz1sePTo6_5iqsY/s1024/PXL_20210614_201110905.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kOta_Uk18S09-1a_g-yQPbtSY4magrT4GZgDDq-tpATKMFhzG3o3-CHzHyOOVyMrZIuP3RVfxpfaQh0aHiNDjFohQeUaYL_HC1nbEntEoMylPB2eq0SXvypydkicfxz1sePTo6_5iqsY/s320/PXL_20210614_201110905.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After a couple layover days with my brother and sister-in-law in Spokane, and a quick, easy fix that was much easier in their garage than at my planned boondock, it was time to head north and west. For some reason, in spite of visiting both several times, we'd never logged caches in Ferry or Okanagan counties, so I fixed that oversight.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5A3zH1y_be7VaCXhQ1RL8zJJhrnvJv3TJybq6vKHs_qX9f1wfnan269aGI23Fnq-Pl-bYP2uIMwCE9PwxJiBAL_5q-BoI5MEoZvIwrpVarPSB6D-Kf6smFCq-qtMhlDIoJ51DUzIoeZX/s1024/PXL_20210614_231359337.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5A3zH1y_be7VaCXhQ1RL8zJJhrnvJv3TJybq6vKHs_qX9f1wfnan269aGI23Fnq-Pl-bYP2uIMwCE9PwxJiBAL_5q-BoI5MEoZvIwrpVarPSB6D-Kf6smFCq-qtMhlDIoJ51DUzIoeZX/s320/PXL_20210614_231359337.MP.jpg" /></a></div>As I was wandering across the northern expanse of the state, I realized that I was approaching a milestone. Facing a series of challenge caches, I shuffled the sequence because I thought the name of this one pretty well summed it up!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTrHHUeXICRNvVEzT_O_rPGPPHcgrPgpfmvQ6acpZsdkAzM_kDn8uW9qWUjWP-iByQ09Yi3S3DuBb7y5vTcWmBMoY2vwpIWTPSsYD5AquQzOSS1tOynvoPclL9nCdhOQM1PVzLr0wHjzSm/s1024/PXL_20210615_133521475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTrHHUeXICRNvVEzT_O_rPGPPHcgrPgpfmvQ6acpZsdkAzM_kDn8uW9qWUjWP-iByQ09Yi3S3DuBb7y5vTcWmBMoY2vwpIWTPSsYD5AquQzOSS1tOynvoPclL9nCdhOQM1PVzLr0wHjzSm/s320/PXL_20210615_133521475.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>With the milestone out of the way, and rain coming down, I had my pick of campsites at South Grandy Lake along the road to Baker Lake. At least I know how they keep things green and mossy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMUc_I66Sa66qtJZfLnWpe2kpWnYWHEDZYdeZR-U3YQBQpvvinai9LNEvBt0jvslqfNp6LlrX3Lcj4hmGLRBZHC0t90EHHBUJzKrn-rbM6j_d2UmS_ifYvK-fqzoGXIVVWfOzHPgrnSab/s1024/PXL_20210616_152724741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMUc_I66Sa66qtJZfLnWpe2kpWnYWHEDZYdeZR-U3YQBQpvvinai9LNEvBt0jvslqfNp6LlrX3Lcj4hmGLRBZHC0t90EHHBUJzKrn-rbM6j_d2UmS_ifYvK-fqzoGXIVVWfOzHPgrnSab/s320/PXL_20210616_152724741.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I had one more county to complete my Washington counties, and it involved ferries. Parking at the ferry terminal cost nearly double what my walk-on ticket to Friday Harbor cost. I found all of the caches I looked for within reasonable walking distance, and then wandered around town, amazed at the changes since I'd last visited.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfjVkm2CQ35hdzjInZZEq_TZPRIo_aLXoJ9dvne2SJ7LblEx6KDn1EyLBLBcE3pbrvqkWM9vQ2GQiCkHVZETbS8dTl8yUL_qmEITzIGCIYZlbq8VwDjidWvabrFfvm9jNh2V4i_Vjbcz4T/s1024/PXL_20210618_124814238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfjVkm2CQ35hdzjInZZEq_TZPRIo_aLXoJ9dvne2SJ7LblEx6KDn1EyLBLBcE3pbrvqkWM9vQ2GQiCkHVZETbS8dTl8yUL_qmEITzIGCIYZlbq8VwDjidWvabrFfvm9jNh2V4i_Vjbcz4T/s320/PXL_20210618_124814238.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>After a morning meet & greet with several folks from Geocaching HQ, another reviewer, and some other cachers, I chased around visiting some of the high favorite caches in the greater Seattle area and ended that day with a very nice boondock overlooking a full (seems like the stumps are showing usually) Lake Keechelus in preparation for a priority.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgyRfkPz1fck56ClFZwBXIiCXi4HcM0sKgh1wHZ1wkbazFK4AbvHtQbCp5a1ABGQFDXqh6lOOM8tWj_ICRRDW2a4qUygQ_UIqR1CHXPf0DB1k5QGWYuTq8jzH9OsiJtKPo8c8cEuYo7EC/s1024/PXL_20210618_142527958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgyRfkPz1fck56ClFZwBXIiCXi4HcM0sKgh1wHZ1wkbazFK4AbvHtQbCp5a1ABGQFDXqh6lOOM8tWj_ICRRDW2a4qUygQ_UIqR1CHXPf0DB1k5QGWYuTq8jzH9OsiJtKPo8c8cEuYo7EC/s320/PXL_20210618_142527958.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I started through the tunnel at 5:30 a.m. and had the whole hike (both ways) all to myself. The goal was a very rare geocache. BJ and I had visited several years ago but the cache was missing at that time, so it was nice to come back and log one of the two remaining Project APE caches. After the APE cache, I visited the challenge caches in the area and then headed back to Spokane.</div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-53553840399140831332021-06-19T13:09:00.000-07:002021-06-19T13:09:38.282-07:00Cleaned up California<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-3F6Z41pE9a8LZcfuvg2XBwNwY_DJ3RqJWNGdMa_paE_mIgE3NEMxdKNqHfk004XiSTaCAWI6Ymm6VCTBXbGiVWmUiZCTykjIbImYX6wnaiit7shg7KzFirEd8Zpj1m1DIxabjp28WLI/s1024/PXL_20210602_183423895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-3F6Z41pE9a8LZcfuvg2XBwNwY_DJ3RqJWNGdMa_paE_mIgE3NEMxdKNqHfk004XiSTaCAWI6Ymm6VCTBXbGiVWmUiZCTykjIbImYX6wnaiit7shg7KzFirEd8Zpj1m1DIxabjp28WLI/s320/PXL_20210602_183423895.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I left home early on June 2nd, headed for Taft, California. I routed via Palmdale in order to avoid LA traffic. I was hoping to spend more time checking out the Blackbirds on display but the museum was not open.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6d35UJ448OSWBHV1nKYjUknIeKO9LdYKxgeW2h-A2mHF3zoLpw0FO2F6nWk-vw7Bz6REeRkB0-wGF_EN8_e2rODEBm8HH8nu-Mr9hvyvyYsKtYSf2-oKoQMNpX4COjFUU2T3YIMm_0MB/s1024/PXL_20210605_183220208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6d35UJ448OSWBHV1nKYjUknIeKO9LdYKxgeW2h-A2mHF3zoLpw0FO2F6nWk-vw7Bz6REeRkB0-wGF_EN8_e2rODEBm8HH8nu-Mr9hvyvyYsKtYSf2-oKoQMNpX4COjFUU2T3YIMm_0MB/s320/PXL_20210605_183220208.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I needed to route through San Francisco, but I'd already decided to NOT try to get down to the iconic Fisherman's Wharf. Instead, I found a cache highlighting some of the murals. There were some very talented painters represented.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcqL6ZdYaFWs1GEK-rzj5V3YVGuGZC3qhks24mPlmYoLR6T-Z8LerchnVP_B_kxL0XSr9E0g9-SMSPzGDtCD91krwVzOR8Yy5x5iDB4xL9be2zJd2SkgjlCUDn3Lo_qU_BkdxHSayEzxE/s1024/PXL_20210606_152852838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcqL6ZdYaFWs1GEK-rzj5V3YVGuGZC3qhks24mPlmYoLR6T-Z8LerchnVP_B_kxL0XSr9E0g9-SMSPzGDtCD91krwVzOR8Yy5x5iDB4xL9be2zJd2SkgjlCUDn3Lo_qU_BkdxHSayEzxE/s320/PXL_20210606_152852838.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I hadn't been through wine country in decades. The architecture of wineries was varied and interesting, but the rusty truck statue in Calistoga caught my eye.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4gtt6dga_h59-k_W7Awi-nUuhzFlSdg3d7zxeJ7OvcDZePxEuDyEi3dzknbon5Iie9eEI5LaVMpeEkBOXN16O704qSBIwq00vYEeYII3tzQLoxureDnYpCQLJdJDrkACxZupY3jTb3Ux/s1024/PXL_20210607_144604450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4gtt6dga_h59-k_W7Awi-nUuhzFlSdg3d7zxeJ7OvcDZePxEuDyEi3dzknbon5Iie9eEI5LaVMpeEkBOXN16O704qSBIwq00vYEeYII3tzQLoxureDnYpCQLJdJDrkACxZupY3jTb3Ux/s320/PXL_20210607_144604450.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I think one of my favorite caches in Northern California was one dedicated to the Unknown Stage Robber. It was tough to find with terrible coordinates, but it left lots of thoughts about times past.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZDcDJctt78NQ9TIqqsZSpPM8hdKEpkob54tP59hABP0abFsKqErHUWDXL68O9jZa8Z47e0RFlvzFpR9vydMawXikEQe58TQn4xRDtZlGHbA-lt-h4BYfVE0aL3SlkmW1OIsk_GFxPrZtg/s1024/PXL_20210607_155307809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZDcDJctt78NQ9TIqqsZSpPM8hdKEpkob54tP59hABP0abFsKqErHUWDXL68O9jZa8Z47e0RFlvzFpR9vydMawXikEQe58TQn4xRDtZlGHbA-lt-h4BYfVE0aL3SlkmW1OIsk_GFxPrZtg/s320/PXL_20210607_155307809.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The last county I needed to finish California was Siskiyou County. The cache at the Hayden Hotel was nondescript, but the history it highlighted was interesting. The road was slow and the trees were beautiful.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-JwdMjgWUDXBeW0Z8a3nbaHTVMJ5LwXIU7BEHYt3dDwuiVnXUi-xqSNtYXJqSBdOw6_CvkT5trZn2UdmMoX4dAcnaE-w0YrlhgKiNG_LCVIYrDVCc77Anrh_nIdmuoLYGm9yzMnvcCJHC/s585/JFOW+California+Complete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="481" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-JwdMjgWUDXBeW0Z8a3nbaHTVMJ5LwXIU7BEHYt3dDwuiVnXUi-xqSNtYXJqSBdOw6_CvkT5trZn2UdmMoX4dAcnaE-w0YrlhgKiNG_LCVIYrDVCc77Anrh_nIdmuoLYGm9yzMnvcCJHC/s320/JFOW+California+Complete.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p>The 58 California counties have now been officially visited! The chasing counties concept worked - I enjoyed lots of back roads that I wouldn't have visited otherwise.</p><p>Thanks to the temperatures, I sprung for a hotel for the two nights in Taft, but was able to find comfortable, safe locations to boondock the other 4 nights in California. Silver Subie for the win.</p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Spokane, WA, USA47.6587802 -117.426046519.348546363821157 -152.58229649999998 75.969014036178848 -82.2697965tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-13891052262969643762021-05-21T11:06:00.002-07:002021-05-21T12:24:26.875-07:00Clean Up on Aisle 5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOC_gvKgGmkbTUBPZQ1HrDP7OMSpzoHcrLSSvL5REhTf86SusergE63ICPf5MBesGAMuReuYCycw79XI-EmbvwZHhFkcyd2vIw2BIEEezhQaLdmto1FAIQZsnjS3i0WMvutQgGMYYoNOE/s593/JFOW+Counties+Cached.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="593" data-original-width="409" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHOC_gvKgGmkbTUBPZQ1HrDP7OMSpzoHcrLSSvL5REhTf86SusergE63ICPf5MBesGAMuReuYCycw79XI-EmbvwZHhFkcyd2vIw2BIEEezhQaLdmto1FAIQZsnjS3i0WMvutQgGMYYoNOE/s320/JFOW+Counties+Cached.jpg" /></a></div><br />About 18 months ago, I stated playing with a trip plan, hoping to intentionally visit some counties that I'd never visited with my GPS in hand, and even more important, attend a couple major events in Seattle and Abbotsford, BC. Of course, we all know how that went. <div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIXlWfHHZ38i9AiGikUxqNpKxgD_4OXNIcVHZv8wV5fFhOdlipRCx5DktPUepFYC4ZEUNXBXFqggo4Z7e2G1E0th3UoNBXjEALfNbwn3fJRnzteq-wpycFbD-sllge97uEfr34X4BdyJ_U/s719/JFOW+Cal+Counties.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="699" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIXlWfHHZ38i9AiGikUxqNpKxgD_4OXNIcVHZv8wV5fFhOdlipRCx5DktPUepFYC4ZEUNXBXFqggo4Z7e2G1E0th3UoNBXjEALfNbwn3fJRnzteq-wpycFbD-sllge97uEfr34X4BdyJ_U/s320/JFOW+Cal+Counties.jpg" /></a></div><br />For the past couple years, I've picked away at California counties, including a bunch in Eastern California from my <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2020/06/" target="_blank">quick trip last summer</a></b> and a small handful more just last month. Most of what is left is up the central corridor, the area that's typically our third choice for travel. That white area is enough to bug me into trying to clean them up.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AhSfQrE_lqiEYn_f5j45rZgjgqhVuGMVkK4bDqwjGqrrJoWj1bX-8zgjIi06jNMNeBcK5uzNmCYgu2pqOt3_g8yHQ21FpNBmZrBfKgjNQMw20JHEtxieDxOFf8QPjiJUM_Fu4lyKhInq/s743/JFOW+Oregon+Counties.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="587" data-original-width="743" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AhSfQrE_lqiEYn_f5j45rZgjgqhVuGMVkK4bDqwjGqrrJoWj1bX-8zgjIi06jNMNeBcK5uzNmCYgu2pqOt3_g8yHQ21FpNBmZrBfKgjNQMw20JHEtxieDxOFf8QPjiJUM_Fu4lyKhInq/s320/JFOW+Oregon+Counties.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />In normal years, Oregon gets visited, but you can see the spots that have been ignored, primarily in the corners. There would have been another blank in the SE if it hadn't been for last year's quick trip.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAL1VN_Me9ndf3wmSyw5uoNOqj7SPSCmE6n6YTLmMi6kz6ku4ptmcRq5lNE32Z982WJk9aGbyiOdLjn_JsRwG_EUr_29b9u-hwM-oU6zgunRRq-wqq_sYBLxS58XS1Fo0lhWWhWUz_LzDV/s783/JFOW+Wash+Counties.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="783" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAL1VN_Me9ndf3wmSyw5uoNOqj7SPSCmE6n6YTLmMi6kz6ku4ptmcRq5lNE32Z982WJk9aGbyiOdLjn_JsRwG_EUr_29b9u-hwM-oU6zgunRRq-wqq_sYBLxS58XS1Fo0lhWWhWUz_LzDV/s320/JFOW+Wash+Counties.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />As a Washington native with family ties to the state, I was a bit surprised to see how many counties I was still missing. I'm especially looking forward to getting some caches in San Juan county since I haven't been to the islands for years. Thanks to some other very interesting caches, I'm going to end up with a very circuitous route.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzoJ8iCWVgS7JZsbLZXU8KsorY-2pycExxXUZa5NXIVjVVfwkRhrktXA5ZroXDuFgwWJrWL3r93SrC_-tANr1zabayJLBbtmu-xx5oSaiVLlm7JtlnVDqpmIGhJAIqzlFNB3kGlAPGJb9A/s581/JFOW+Idaho+Counties.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="581" data-original-width="497" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzoJ8iCWVgS7JZsbLZXU8KsorY-2pycExxXUZa5NXIVjVVfwkRhrktXA5ZroXDuFgwWJrWL3r93SrC_-tANr1zabayJLBbtmu-xx5oSaiVLlm7JtlnVDqpmIGhJAIqzlFNB3kGlAPGJb9A/s320/JFOW+Idaho+Counties.jpg" /></a></div><br />By the time I get finished cleaning up these three states, I should head directly home, but I have two more states where I've found caches in more than half the counties. There's certainly no straight route to getting the remaining 24 counties in Idaho, but I'll get to see lots of backroads and beautiful country in the process.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUNTkYUCaQ3eJSQuEPoM9-rmwMz5mBn7WgUoH057aCYqrf2Pl8CcbL1fbL0B06LJv6GC6UE9-jjKQO0SJfRVk1lu8K_oJueX0puTRIlwJmaSYeDc3e_G62vjNbPdBhkmhBzuhVM_PVo_oz/s741/JFOW+Colorado+Counties.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="519" data-original-width="741" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUNTkYUCaQ3eJSQuEPoM9-rmwMz5mBn7WgUoH057aCYqrf2Pl8CcbL1fbL0B06LJv6GC6UE9-jjKQO0SJfRVk1lu8K_oJueX0puTRIlwJmaSYeDc3e_G62vjNbPdBhkmhBzuhVM_PVo_oz/s320/JFOW+Colorado+Counties.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />On last summer's trip I visited all the counties on the west side in Colorado. This summer, I'm hoping to finish up with the east side counties that I'm missing. With BJ's blessing, I'll take a couple extra days to visit the Colby, Kansas area as well, to drop some ink on the world's oldest existing geocache.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARauYbqfUYBeHatgt69ZzxkCp46lN05SqPnCTmZe8HG-AYkJYvxrFXVR_vcqGgb-imvRE5gOJmmMok_lHsCX5hd5R4r4hhLQe-EFcwFohZM_CykIzoqcNyNyNPkyHYmhpisagRKNM6iLJ/s1024/NWCW+Route.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="855" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARauYbqfUYBeHatgt69ZzxkCp46lN05SqPnCTmZe8HG-AYkJYvxrFXVR_vcqGgb-imvRE5gOJmmMok_lHsCX5hd5R4r4hhLQe-EFcwFohZM_CykIzoqcNyNyNPkyHYmhpisagRKNM6iLJ/s320/NWCW+Route.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Eighteen months of planning and dreaming. There are nearly 1400 caches loaded in the GPS. The route totals about 8500 miles and I expect it to take 36 days. It will certainly be a great test of the Silver Subie's boondocking capabilities. I won't find all the caches I've loaded, but I expect to clean up the white spots in all five states.</div><div><br /></div><div>Wheels should be rolling June 1st.</div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Mesa, AZ33.4151843 -111.83147245.1049504638211545 -146.9877224 61.725418136178845 -76.6752224tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-63582975377744171002021-05-03T11:30:00.064-07:002021-05-03T11:30:00.202-07:00California is Challenging<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_3-FlSRcUVP-tYjY4F04QISZ-9UgZH2U43iNLIGWKSLHlPTo2RSCs30CEZ7lBOK2FW5xBczGvlLuIN_bO3GC7Pnhbnk7j4u4M_jgUjRTSiHE1C3lPICq0wXbDv1RJfceMbosOv5BPeGU/s1024/PXL_20210321_132402489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_3-FlSRcUVP-tYjY4F04QISZ-9UgZH2U43iNLIGWKSLHlPTo2RSCs30CEZ7lBOK2FW5xBczGvlLuIN_bO3GC7Pnhbnk7j4u4M_jgUjRTSiHE1C3lPICq0wXbDv1RJfceMbosOv5BPeGU/s320/PXL_20210321_132402489.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Day three started with a beautiful sunrise after a night that approached freezing. The overnight air temperature didn't matter - my down sleeping bag was warm! The weather forecast was for high winds and low daytime temperatures.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVcuKUt7r6HxAu2tfd-UsChHmtLNNPxdCsqVQTKdxh20LESq3oFb1P5YAAej-c3CYB71uzTZSvVSN-c5x-D88aH1Q-f2HxknTWnlBFsaf4QDLnmvFVzqxo4af1ZtayfdQIhKG4sTTi7HhC/s1024/PXL_20210321_143919526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVcuKUt7r6HxAu2tfd-UsChHmtLNNPxdCsqVQTKdxh20LESq3oFb1P5YAAej-c3CYB71uzTZSvVSN-c5x-D88aH1Q-f2HxknTWnlBFsaf4QDLnmvFVzqxo4af1ZtayfdQIhKG4sTTi7HhC/s320/PXL_20210321_143919526.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I was glad that I'd thrown the sweatshirt in at the last minute. It was definitely a three layer morning. Thankfully the wind held off, leaving a beautiful, clear day. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia3D2nOydF9KLfebLH-8aiq_ojkcQUHC4CljJkhrS0yHVaQtEQ-cLByd90AkQeabWx22FfxgjpqwbR8SGc-PipR7QtqlxXxm3z-vtw6eYfxBcpbSotyxMMpN0DCZWFWCb78fuCzk7mTcRW/s1024/PXL_20210321_165550514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia3D2nOydF9KLfebLH-8aiq_ojkcQUHC4CljJkhrS0yHVaQtEQ-cLByd90AkQeabWx22FfxgjpqwbR8SGc-PipR7QtqlxXxm3z-vtw6eYfxBcpbSotyxMMpN0DCZWFWCb78fuCzk7mTcRW/s320/PXL_20210321_165550514.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />There was a line of about thirty challenge caches about 20 miles east of my overnight boondock. The open desert made the short walks to the caches easy.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6-t2hzSM32hukrEK1oxRZGnTtCKfPnbiZwL1ckrKSf0FO2BCysToVKClHOOgCaQtmQES3Yhhd5l-EIkj9e5_ArHdDQAyhYvE5lErKLabE_KvjJrIWloziQDIDnHx9znvxeaLRhfJJ44d/s1024/PXL_20210321_150033503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6-t2hzSM32hukrEK1oxRZGnTtCKfPnbiZwL1ckrKSf0FO2BCysToVKClHOOgCaQtmQES3Yhhd5l-EIkj9e5_ArHdDQAyhYvE5lErKLabE_KvjJrIWloziQDIDnHx9znvxeaLRhfJJ44d/s320/PXL_20210321_150033503.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I ended up skipping one by mistake, and not finding another. I also skipped a few that I didn't qualify for, and doubted that I ever would! I managed to pick up the vast majority of that series much quicker than <b><a href="http://Cachetur.no">Cachetur.no</a></b> or I expected. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwCq5V21GQcyILkhHTowbKwobtCxqyYwR8AbsG1kB6W4vPIVJBSmoQ5u6GytxGbaX2RYy3OaatYQxwCgbluyFUzHpCSgjxWemkWl6l_f0gWYjsGhDTW8AnaRdDUdyNvU-veo3SAmhli-1/s1024/PXL_20210321_170401300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="773" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwCq5V21GQcyILkhHTowbKwobtCxqyYwR8AbsG1kB6W4vPIVJBSmoQ5u6GytxGbaX2RYy3OaatYQxwCgbluyFUzHpCSgjxWemkWl6l_f0gWYjsGhDTW8AnaRdDUdyNvU-veo3SAmhli-1/s320/PXL_20210321_170401300.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />With that series done, it was time to let the trip planner point me in the shortest direction to Palm Springs for the next cluster of caches. I had to stop at this corner for a picture. The area looked sort of abandoned, but it left me with questions about what the owner had hoped to do with this.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRikjKiTCsj1os9rxdGJnyjGQOckBhNxNJxmaQL7OpHrBtgz8ZjYHWe9SoCtDqhI-gVEQpHIWLA0-aWoEMRVfoB3snsppIt_AAJvazOGFzdTKYsFSaxgSto-6dKK96Hw2sbvDVXjMd1vk/s1024/PXL_20210321_192321170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifRikjKiTCsj1os9rxdGJnyjGQOckBhNxNJxmaQL7OpHrBtgz8ZjYHWe9SoCtDqhI-gVEQpHIWLA0-aWoEMRVfoB3snsppIt_AAJvazOGFzdTKYsFSaxgSto-6dKK96Hw2sbvDVXjMd1vk/s320/PXL_20210321_192321170.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The Palm Spring series was quick and easy, except for this one. My GPS says three feet, leaving me wondering if the gardner got it??<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisfLfaYzc6qIDB5Y-uh8Ph18kZ9sO7IdcAlDk7XjN7qNuuiNDnr5dT4ANCXf9nYLc9A6Zf69FY_xtvkol3nEgE4Ldq9hT4DxYvgF1ikJIDtn0cddr4ounFPDX0hYmgdAyy7e3dWpBXOws/s1024/Day3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisfLfaYzc6qIDB5Y-uh8Ph18kZ9sO7IdcAlDk7XjN7qNuuiNDnr5dT4ANCXf9nYLc9A6Zf69FY_xtvkol3nEgE4Ldq9hT4DxYvgF1ikJIDtn0cddr4ounFPDX0hYmgdAyy7e3dWpBXOws/s320/Day3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The original plan had been to overnight again just south of Joshua Tree, but I was running well ahead of schedule so I kept going. I knew I wanted to remove and archive 7 of my remaining caches in Quartzsite, but even then it was too early to stop.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRyylPoBJEIyBEJNXynLwNzxt8JWV2rdjGQ-AybVO2aU8IHHdu4W3F-YywuX7C6dGsVALh1zPKv5xVA7t0UzoOj5TdiAGB38F2CYYLkZc0NBDlqmJUHIfaCWApC4tc4zeBV_okgSnAoBw/s1024/CountiesMarch2021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRyylPoBJEIyBEJNXynLwNzxt8JWV2rdjGQ-AybVO2aU8IHHdu4W3F-YywuX7C6dGsVALh1zPKv5xVA7t0UzoOj5TdiAGB38F2CYYLkZc0NBDlqmJUHIfaCWApC4tc4zeBV_okgSnAoBw/s320/CountiesMarch2021.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I finished the day about 500 miles and 37 challenge caches after I started it, with the Silver Subie parked in the driveway. With those three counties turned green on the map, it makes my trip planning for a major road trip this summer much easier.<p></p><p>Did I say how much I love the flexibility the Silver Subie provides??</p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Mesa, AZ, USA33.459458 -111.6422245.1492241638211524 -146.798474 61.769691836178843 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-2525787952130435492021-04-18T11:30:00.002-07:002021-04-18T11:30:00.204-07:00Another Short Bit of Wandering<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtCg819N_bugKlNcliaUBx3JHUMoBgFQDnrucQHOkF8y-yegcGK7oyi-rIW2mR-nJ1nsk6AgyTi5vfzwMDwNvNWs9K0RBvnHsNQnPLSzXfSZEx7MybwX9vzNQbEco0VxyewYv3XKTJpHWh/s1024/PXL_20210320_021347838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="776" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtCg819N_bugKlNcliaUBx3JHUMoBgFQDnrucQHOkF8y-yegcGK7oyi-rIW2mR-nJ1nsk6AgyTi5vfzwMDwNvNWs9K0RBvnHsNQnPLSzXfSZEx7MybwX9vzNQbEco0VxyewYv3XKTJpHWh/s320/PXL_20210320_021347838.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>With vacinations out of the way, it was time to make a long weekend trip. I figured the distance was too long for an overnight, so I positioned to some BLM land just outside of the south entrance of Joshua Tree National Park for my first night. Found a spot just about the time the sun was setting, fixed dinner, and went to bed planning an early departure. </div><div><br /></div><div>The intent of the trip was to get caches in Orange, Los Angeles, and Santa Barbara counties.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaCjQwWVgxvlC-l7Is89sGjCxLEoF9t7L0sztSK4_dJ08MFTXjW9-4T2iMYjEKO061DlLgb5RvgKJDYlKIH0kKuBVqtb5UpLlhr_mi_8ZbgvKLpBHnVdZUPhVdbPONbYbco-SKeFqDeBFP/s1024/PXL_20210320_141607727.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaCjQwWVgxvlC-l7Is89sGjCxLEoF9t7L0sztSK4_dJ08MFTXjW9-4T2iMYjEKO061DlLgb5RvgKJDYlKIH0kKuBVqtb5UpLlhr_mi_8ZbgvKLpBHnVdZUPhVdbPONbYbco-SKeFqDeBFP/s320/PXL_20210320_141607727.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The next morning I left at 0'dark thirty to time my first Orange County cache at first light. I got a letterbox and a multi out of the way before stopping for a virtual at a Vietnam War Memorial.</div><div><br /></div><div>I also picked up a challenge cache and a mystery cache before leaving Orange County.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwaA7nS4P8QKpy-pDqEybNfl1MJyguJ9HbwIWGu_acY1srKI_2sDEAo5asCZqBiztRTYa6LT64FD6VAw2b34JJsQHo1KORuXf-5AqfkmJH5WnVCodY95RNwV5VvqsuR5qKvk1ADLb1oovr/s1024/PXL_20210320_150552343.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwaA7nS4P8QKpy-pDqEybNfl1MJyguJ9HbwIWGu_acY1srKI_2sDEAo5asCZqBiztRTYa6LT64FD6VAw2b34JJsQHo1KORuXf-5AqfkmJH5WnVCodY95RNwV5VvqsuR5qKvk1ADLb1oovr/s320/PXL_20210320_150552343.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />My first stop in Los Angeles County was for a challenge cache. I picked up another challenge and a traditional that started with "X" to help me out with another challenge. I'd hoped to stop at the Getty Museum for an Earthcache, but Covid continues to make some things difficult.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxp113bN2lez2ziAi2Ig0-kiNBpzZr8UmWS7bp7VkkzwP1y3actHM5u4CYIvNbqmJiecL3xzoY-ABXbCyqfMJT5CWGz6deJDzp8ORJH0cc6JKFiVu0X__PpLHY9CEBDnJfQNNcdXq8jlu/s1024/PXL_20210320_174514162.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxp113bN2lez2ziAi2Ig0-kiNBpzZr8UmWS7bp7VkkzwP1y3actHM5u4CYIvNbqmJiecL3xzoY-ABXbCyqfMJT5CWGz6deJDzp8ORJH0cc6JKFiVu0X__PpLHY9CEBDnJfQNNcdXq8jlu/s320/PXL_20210320_174514162.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I didn't <i>"need"</i> any caches in Ventura County because we'd picked up a few when we camped along the beach on an RV trip a few years ago. That didn't stop me from getting a beach picture just because I could.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuk9UCJO_d9Ft-3s4XXWJqePG-x4910XexVdYGiF23TTdOvW7H7C2tKwXzvIbdLsqgQTEuVaue3O5ieS6au1QpmZztreyauBx9iQUSvlgf6zRNa95tSrQctXgvI4PHvmHnv8h_zscraOyB/s1024/PXL_20210320_181734034.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuk9UCJO_d9Ft-3s4XXWJqePG-x4910XexVdYGiF23TTdOvW7H7C2tKwXzvIbdLsqgQTEuVaue3O5ieS6au1QpmZztreyauBx9iQUSvlgf6zRNa95tSrQctXgvI4PHvmHnv8h_zscraOyB/s320/PXL_20210320_181734034.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />'Sides that, there was a series of caches in a Bird Sanctuary that had caught my eye when I was planning the trip. I ended up doing three of them (a Wherigo, a challenge, and a multi) but cut my time short because I had already heard about construction and slow traffic on the way to Santa Barbara.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAU39ZdhupbQMDTTVEvYwwIsvmfu2IXTWoRtvwkrdvcr0GZHGNlNQr1EJFqyA1yuKa07z4fZyV_RvcNmcI9Kyhkd-Fbe4bgNXtVQrzFPn-LEv2z84Kq19m_3BTwqwIk3635aVXE89o72zH/s1024/PXL_20210320_195015796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAU39ZdhupbQMDTTVEvYwwIsvmfu2IXTWoRtvwkrdvcr0GZHGNlNQr1EJFqyA1yuKa07z4fZyV_RvcNmcI9Kyhkd-Fbe4bgNXtVQrzFPn-LEv2z84Kq19m_3BTwqwIk3635aVXE89o72zH/s320/PXL_20210320_195015796.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />My first stop in Santa Barbara county was a bust for me. There was supposed to be a challenge cache somewhere near this burned out tree, but I was never successful in finding it.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhThoLR5EjirLOGCIpcM730Os9izq3qvnbMcNZKwWNx948fM-GlmhHX2hEc31StYkIeLXkkOCT6QWb0JmEz4lcpTPy4LlqQny0z_Ip_Dtt2-Q6WNqNB1pz8YViClVhDnG494R5pufSHK0CT/s1024/PXL_20210320_201929633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhThoLR5EjirLOGCIpcM730Os9izq3qvnbMcNZKwWNx948fM-GlmhHX2hEc31StYkIeLXkkOCT6QWb0JmEz4lcpTPy4LlqQny0z_Ip_Dtt2-Q6WNqNB1pz8YViClVhDnG494R5pufSHK0CT/s320/PXL_20210320_201929633.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I did manage to find a cache in one of the nicer areas of town and left before they could tow the Silver Subie. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ap0aF3iQhiex6zMLMajUwwu2MgYHj2xCkjU_zmys0s7r-kwRtYO3KTlKKfmb3wbJE50YBggFbxCYcRzd6sCxeK_t3HU0WyRBTPDvvIs8VRRyV3Dn4KiVCMLPRIDssWh53KL1_gwmp6ZT/s1024/PXL_20210321_004531340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ap0aF3iQhiex6zMLMajUwwu2MgYHj2xCkjU_zmys0s7r-kwRtYO3KTlKKfmb3wbJE50YBggFbxCYcRzd6sCxeK_t3HU0WyRBTPDvvIs8VRRyV3Dn4KiVCMLPRIDssWh53KL1_gwmp6ZT/s320/PXL_20210321_004531340.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />From Santa Barbara, I backtracked a ways and then headed east. Didn't find another challenge cache I wanted, but eventually ended up in an area with a bunch of hand made fake rocks that I wanted to check out. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KoPvSCq9TCTfVULE5uZewDkPHQMboUoxE4mHTEfkYusP3PWAXxryQNkb2aUs_QR5TGVOUDLLVrt2lrV_yfeEWZGfK7j2ogopExDbWzzA51QoDrTCFOMyWYg-QA-tOhVHu3jqsN2efdhQ/s990/Day2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="743" data-original-width="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KoPvSCq9TCTfVULE5uZewDkPHQMboUoxE4mHTEfkYusP3PWAXxryQNkb2aUs_QR5TGVOUDLLVrt2lrV_yfeEWZGfK7j2ogopExDbWzzA51QoDrTCFOMyWYg-QA-tOhVHu3jqsN2efdhQ/s320/Day2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Home for the night was a boondock outside of Palmdale. 435 miles for the day and 3 new counties. It was only as I was doing this blog post that I realized I never logged a virtual and an earthcache that I visited, but now I've lost those notes. Oh, well - there will be others.</div><div><br /></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Palmdale, CA, USA34.5794343 -118.11646136.2692004638211571 -153.2727113 62.889668136178848 -82.9602113tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-49074964719182030702021-04-03T10:04:00.000-07:002021-04-03T10:04:17.105-07:00Better Late Than Never (or not??)<p><b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2020/08/more-silver-subie-mods.html" target="_blank"></a></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaI0orHyYZVaBfbIIxLTNJvuGsSFmgP8Y-su6abv8fE5K0L5xrOKYUAteV_UcHA87WCIXraSbwO6LTcBRL9ISI-e24EwFPWMmHEPcQxstCVrP48YVaaxIJ-N4VnRmnsoMoN_AKqL7rpWcc/s1024/MVIMG_20200722_155905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaI0orHyYZVaBfbIIxLTNJvuGsSFmgP8Y-su6abv8fE5K0L5xrOKYUAteV_UcHA87WCIXraSbwO6LTcBRL9ISI-e24EwFPWMmHEPcQxstCVrP48YVaaxIJ-N4VnRmnsoMoN_AKqL7rpWcc/s320/MVIMG_20200722_155905.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br />Last August</b>, I teased that there was one more significant Silver Subie mod, but I never got around to documenting it. Since then, I did a full engine overhaul, new clutch, new brakes, new radiator, etc.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixh6z74iAE4GjupT7oI719r4KTJxv0KbtW8a3fYm2HROawnRdproClwgqFJKKTu_h-JUfur0gBY-9IcHuNQvU5UJ_H0AW72-BACW574RS21oAaeZFYAupfRKvvtK0A5FTAIUtrU8T07BBx/s1024/MVIMG_20200727_125554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixh6z74iAE4GjupT7oI719r4KTJxv0KbtW8a3fYm2HROawnRdproClwgqFJKKTu_h-JUfur0gBY-9IcHuNQvU5UJ_H0AW72-BACW574RS21oAaeZFYAupfRKvvtK0A5FTAIUtrU8T07BBx/s320/MVIMG_20200727_125554.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I wasn't happy with depending on the car battery for overnight use, but I couldn't justify a dedicated "house" battery, or so I thought. Shortly after getting home from the weekend trip with the tent addition, I was "<i>blessed</i>" with a CPAP. Now I had an excuse! The CPAP provider was less than helpful about running it on batteries, so I reinvented the wheel, so to speak.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6aZ1MAVP0_VyJsyeFKH74hx250rrDlFhcwR58L6RKcJPRGvvm4AsQrxkRi-NcRfzD9KHkub9X8ChNgm857k4fdx-7P5i__xbhkLa5nQANEyZ7JqMtc-K7lCJVVJT0mKJu-gPG29gXIu8f/s1024/MVIMG_20200721_045827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6aZ1MAVP0_VyJsyeFKH74hx250rrDlFhcwR58L6RKcJPRGvvm4AsQrxkRi-NcRfzD9KHkub9X8ChNgm857k4fdx-7P5i__xbhkLa5nQANEyZ7JqMtc-K7lCJVVJT0mKJu-gPG29gXIu8f/s320/MVIMG_20200721_045827.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />If it were just current uses for the Subie, I could have gone with a smaller battery, but I needed it to have enough capacity to support our annual river trip as well. My design criteria was to have enough capacity for the CPAP for 10 nights or to comfortably handle the computer and 12 volt fridge (<i>one can dream, right?</i>) in the Subie. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_IUns3jvIjeSfV1fMGef0RUS_oFd_pGbTX8B2karGeMLks6z0ZQE9RYQhLE49KoBchP2kIYedO3jeldQUfj3gPeLRlac5C-zTxDYzFacMcjQv156lKh55bpcHpya0Zzjji2Br51zSl0tN/s1024/MVIMG_20200808_083235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_IUns3jvIjeSfV1fMGef0RUS_oFd_pGbTX8B2karGeMLks6z0ZQE9RYQhLE49KoBchP2kIYedO3jeldQUfj3gPeLRlac5C-zTxDYzFacMcjQv156lKh55bpcHpya0Zzjji2Br51zSl0tN/s320/MVIMG_20200808_083235.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I ended up selecting an LiFePo4 50 Ah battery from <b><a href="https://www.gowesty.com/product/electrical/25082/lifepo_aux_battery-50ah" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">GoWesty.com</a></b>. They import this battery for "house" battery applications in VW Vans. The physical size and weight were excellent, and the price was better than I would have expected.<p></p><p>I lose some space in the kitchen box, but that's a small price to pay for the convenience! </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkeZLyT1d3UU2PIK_z1APBTXHgGvzIOR2dX4Zquawh2OTWl3V3P0kmOQl-KyLxv_fg23V7aomVt1u9HLD98MIQYG0xpz_vJAwod7DrJ2RwN813lX_KCA2nSsxw0cfByN3SmboSpS3eHfD/s1024/IMG_20200807_130932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkeZLyT1d3UU2PIK_z1APBTXHgGvzIOR2dX4Zquawh2OTWl3V3P0kmOQl-KyLxv_fg23V7aomVt1u9HLD98MIQYG0xpz_vJAwod7DrJ2RwN813lX_KCA2nSsxw0cfByN3SmboSpS3eHfD/s320/IMG_20200807_130932.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The battery is charged from a <b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07Q5VYPCF/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Renogy 20Amp DC-DC Battery Charger</a></b>. This provides the charge curve that the LiFePo4 battery needs. This charger lives under the driver's seat.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpTVPXZhFDtmIilJ9aH2MPGvzancTpTlzoD-snnFeIQIp6uU25aFwHw9alIakCRwh2Voc9rC0E2b8snC5geT4sAxX55VGzcx1Ebun2FDg0EwjG2jRulxZbEr-PZQEn8Xq_yd1xr1rTIi5/s1024/MVIMG_20200810_091913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpTVPXZhFDtmIilJ9aH2MPGvzancTpTlzoD-snnFeIQIp6uU25aFwHw9alIakCRwh2Voc9rC0E2b8snC5geT4sAxX55VGzcx1Ebun2FDg0EwjG2jRulxZbEr-PZQEn8Xq_yd1xr1rTIi5/s320/MVIMG_20200810_091913.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The charger can be turned on/off from a switch that fits into a blank spot on the console. Since I only use the battery on overnight trips, the charger is turned off for everyday use of the Subie.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUniqhhqH8mOF742HmtZW8cApSdq0mepd-_lKWnorW3ah0L0UVrZu1QWUJt6MPzpBDYo3g-nzha8MKfggXycf2nAGRz7LnXiy2TRN_tFJuq6FMyWSuc0p9DtukE2pUns1PRuGj3x_feOrH/s1024/MVIMG_20200727_125547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUniqhhqH8mOF742HmtZW8cApSdq0mepd-_lKWnorW3ah0L0UVrZu1QWUJt6MPzpBDYo3g-nzha8MKfggXycf2nAGRz7LnXiy2TRN_tFJuq6FMyWSuc0p9DtukE2pUns1PRuGj3x_feOrH/s320/MVIMG_20200727_125547.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />With the car installation finished, I built a water (and sand) resistant box to house the battery and control panel.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuh05h3wjcbmVBiv63hyD-u0RkHCExxEQsu7HmL6ziVwZhkSfRSnKDPiNPBzBAM5pMPWNLtjdlDeVtA2-axlEQ3AOUQ92I8lgzrvC1daFdYIGHAEsaRloPLZpwepmC6c1JVb3n4MclAgM7/s1024/PXL_20210403_165105095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuh05h3wjcbmVBiv63hyD-u0RkHCExxEQsu7HmL6ziVwZhkSfRSnKDPiNPBzBAM5pMPWNLtjdlDeVtA2-axlEQ3AOUQ92I8lgzrvC1daFdYIGHAEsaRloPLZpwepmC6c1JVb3n4MclAgM7/s320/PXL_20210403_165105095.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />It's one more thing that gets loaded in the canoe, but the system worked well and lets us do those extended float trips that we love. It's been a win-win solution.<p></p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com0Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.6422245.1492241638211524 -146.798474 61.769691836178843 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-64137546396904417752021-02-16T14:30:00.002-07:002021-02-16T14:30:41.402-07:00Gadsden Who???<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ecu-TTqJXLZvbf0nuyiaXq9XelVLmjBGX7nlvYMoDVmftffDhyphenhyphend_xyXgbCIZ2Eb38_xEJgtPiDqcLcFzAHOn3LzjB_OPKjx0SxPtHvL5RP4egX8iW44S7rwLSda8Uit7Z-Ddb2dxs0re/s392/gadsdenpurchasemap.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ecu-TTqJXLZvbf0nuyiaXq9XelVLmjBGX7nlvYMoDVmftffDhyphenhyphend_xyXgbCIZ2Eb38_xEJgtPiDqcLcFzAHOn3LzjB_OPKjx0SxPtHvL5RP4egX8iW44S7rwLSda8Uit7Z-Ddb2dxs0re/s320/gadsdenpurchasemap.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>James Gadsden, the U.S. Minister to Mexico, negotiated<span style="font-family: inherit;"> an agreement with Mexico, finalized in 1854. The United States agreed to pay Mexico $10 million for a 29,670 square mile portion of Mexico. This provided the land necessary for a southern transcontinental railroad and attempted to resolve conflicts that lingered after the Mexican-American War. Without this purchase, Tucson and Yuma would be in Mexico.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wjwAARkSqDCmGT64O2UNXcDucaMgE1lpUU_KvvXnz8MBr7Zqz7AeNPGjGYRqUYNcovAheZlVS0qiReBY8zNESkxBMuc9iJSIuyR_B7HR3dAIEnnsZN8bjP0JAal5pso2pvtA8IO2rFf7/s618/Mystery.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="618" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wjwAARkSqDCmGT64O2UNXcDucaMgE1lpUU_KvvXnz8MBr7Zqz7AeNPGjGYRqUYNcovAheZlVS0qiReBY8zNESkxBMuc9iJSIuyR_B7HR3dAIEnnsZN8bjP0JAal5pso2pvtA8IO2rFf7/w199-h199/Mystery.png" width="199" /></a></div>In April, 2020, a Tucson based geocacher developed a "Challenge Cache" based on the Gadsden Purchase. It required finding at least five caches in each of the 11 current counties that included land from the Gadsden Purchase. I already had finds in all 11 counties, but in five of them, I did not yet have at least 5 finds. In a couple of the others, I had over 1000 finds but that didn't help!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimmcoHbiuq4fw4q4YDSwqJkjNUeVykjOA2Vc-UZ1qNfQ0RVca3RqzfHZFVT-YrUBECortdUETGZNXWVfi3k4HJsvn5uy_WTo43uOHbLq8daN4394FkNn-Avonfj0oWFXH2uyKbe_DeCgdw/s810/PXL_20210211_212004313.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="616" data-original-width="810" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimmcoHbiuq4fw4q4YDSwqJkjNUeVykjOA2Vc-UZ1qNfQ0RVca3RqzfHZFVT-YrUBECortdUETGZNXWVfi3k4HJsvn5uy_WTo43uOHbLq8daN4394FkNn-Avonfj0oWFXH2uyKbe_DeCgdw/s320/PXL_20210211_212004313.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I spent some time studying the map with one eye on county lines and the other on potential geocaches that would be relatively easy to find. I added a handful of others, just because I was going to be driving by and they were cache types that interest me. I developed a plan in <b><a href="https://cachetur.no/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Cachetur</a></b> which told me it would be 720 miles. First stop of importance was Santa Cruz County where I logged the caches I needed and spotted some pronghorn on the hill keeping an eye on me.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD2q8HYZ4UaID7Okf_L6BRQAbPA-mDAYDJ8vuNKACfXzkt6_PUZ42UyuO96v5AzJzFJKJT5MZgCuM36yZVILMyJrhXuLfFDmXVrvE7qZDsmNY1DyAFfy31hRhnhWmxLuJ64vD_0E7fzEK/s1024/PXL_20210211_224036135.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKD2q8HYZ4UaID7Okf_L6BRQAbPA-mDAYDJ8vuNKACfXzkt6_PUZ42UyuO96v5AzJzFJKJT5MZgCuM36yZVILMyJrhXuLfFDmXVrvE7qZDsmNY1DyAFfy31hRhnhWmxLuJ64vD_0E7fzEK/s320/PXL_20210211_224036135.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The next caches I "had" to have were in New Mexico, but I wasn't going to pass the the chance for a couple Whereigo caches, including one that highlighted some of the remaining neon signs in Benson.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLbMlv9c4AKrT0JE8ru7E7W0Ej1U3aJyVIBZXZ5LvViqcFCuGoAKKEl2mw0CrIq0FZj7-Mds_ZP6aclCTUmglYoxWge1H2IgwsZJdaEBZ5k01FPk98H7CjSWEvujvhFg7nPAZV_eawSezN/s1024/PXL_20210211_232123899.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLbMlv9c4AKrT0JE8ru7E7W0Ej1U3aJyVIBZXZ5LvViqcFCuGoAKKEl2mw0CrIq0FZj7-Mds_ZP6aclCTUmglYoxWge1H2IgwsZJdaEBZ5k01FPk98H7CjSWEvujvhFg7nPAZV_eawSezN/s320/PXL_20210211_232123899.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The Texas Canyon rest stop was a worthy stop where I studied some of the granite boulders for an Earthcache. It's amazing how much geology I've learned from Earthcaches. Makes me wish I'd studied some geology in school.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtj229D-rJy_laseacCvJKf-oEIwFtWcoAZJKA1oEh5MZ7s-aVkdr7fC27rTos4BeYtTXt3XpLDem5wyOj5C2BbeoPVyh2M1-tAsUtrSwoWIrPS8lmlDi7ZEtpVtigphswU2mxiQqTUK3-/s1024/PXL_20210212_004829528.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtj229D-rJy_laseacCvJKf-oEIwFtWcoAZJKA1oEh5MZ7s-aVkdr7fC27rTos4BeYtTXt3XpLDem5wyOj5C2BbeoPVyh2M1-tAsUtrSwoWIrPS8lmlDi7ZEtpVtigphswU2mxiQqTUK3-/s320/PXL_20210212_004829528.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I knew I wasn't going to want to try to do this as one massively long day so I started late enough that Hidalgo County, NM became a good spot for a boondock. There were a couple caches at exit 4, and I knew that there were some defunct businesses there, but the area was less inviting than the last time I was through here.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkKhjpDDo1u-pWh6rr1OMacWGcNC921bM904GJZAbfzrWJBqAeNyCdi3yxG7AmBfhCzM_jCAKmmFwBujVJmZ60SLNNPXxMcF4-mz0ayHb8nfjg-FYtjB2vcArpOtNj4VJX1qEXqSTE2gfb/s1024/PXL_20210212_010151912.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkKhjpDDo1u-pWh6rr1OMacWGcNC921bM904GJZAbfzrWJBqAeNyCdi3yxG7AmBfhCzM_jCAKmmFwBujVJmZ60SLNNPXxMcF4-mz0ayHb8nfjg-FYtjB2vcArpOtNj4VJX1qEXqSTE2gfb/s320/PXL_20210212_010151912.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I wandered down to exit 11 where I found some waterfront property for my overnight boondock, just as the sun was setting. It got down to 34 degrees overnight, but I was expecting that.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iRxoVrzppFr0GLCsHtrvnE-zXDyE7mde9Xp5o3SnmA3-KEEoxxgDaKSn-vcJxk-mmrZNEKSgqd9eEaxsZlsG6Y1z5KuifQGz2YU_uy9yGHakeJevDwPJN74_Wl4L1Bs-xeMzJY9CKxZ6/s1024/PXL_20210212_134509993.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iRxoVrzppFr0GLCsHtrvnE-zXDyE7mde9Xp5o3SnmA3-KEEoxxgDaKSn-vcJxk-mmrZNEKSgqd9eEaxsZlsG6Y1z5KuifQGz2YU_uy9yGHakeJevDwPJN74_Wl4L1Bs-xeMzJY9CKxZ6/s320/PXL_20210212_134509993.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I headed east as the sun rose the next morning, grabbing coffee in Lordsburg and then heading to Deming where I logged the caches I needed in Luna County before turning back to the northwest towards Silver City.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSoKXvPNDRvivEzUapvi7S1akMkHuBv04h3RsxfntAZS96mYebdi92tiNMnWZajWd9wa-NY8wc6d9H72WTv2OpWNPHzhewTSAcDoIuXgHFkCwohqQ7QRAejabjKVteJEXwXCwZnzcjbBT/s1024/PXL_20210212_170234149.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTSoKXvPNDRvivEzUapvi7S1akMkHuBv04h3RsxfntAZS96mYebdi92tiNMnWZajWd9wa-NY8wc6d9H72WTv2OpWNPHzhewTSAcDoIuXgHFkCwohqQ7QRAejabjKVteJEXwXCwZnzcjbBT/s320/PXL_20210212_170234149.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>I picked up several in the Silver City area, completing what I needed for Grant County. In the process, I solved a puzzle cache and got a bit of education at Western New Mexico University. Geocaching is certainly easier when classes aren't in session!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpwH2eKjOC0zt7d2dRPIJhaCZkqWj2RD9R8WreeuE69Fpp-iIDFmzajkuPIw3x9SC-514E_SJ1tKzRM0R-euCp6B8YN1fPzavH3sw3AtbOqK66l4nQGrMM9Tij-Kc-oNjWb71qa3vDxjIn/s1024/PXL_20210212_183304974.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpwH2eKjOC0zt7d2dRPIJhaCZkqWj2RD9R8WreeuE69Fpp-iIDFmzajkuPIw3x9SC-514E_SJ1tKzRM0R-euCp6B8YN1fPzavH3sw3AtbOqK66l4nQGrMM9Tij-Kc-oNjWb71qa3vDxjIn/s320/PXL_20210212_183304974.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>By noon I was back in Arizona, enjoying the twistiest road of the trip, headed for the last cache I would need to meet the requirements of the challenge.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXnwdsEmlyrvKDQDhyG5oE0Ipk8rvXLzjD8bNbjeOeYk1guOKyhRjt6JSg7wpzododPayDSD4mfmtOTxtOkoV5qeeVoRDB771RpfMBP2ITGytK3wpOeoXnRQUxmAE8yfXAXnUJPAOwREV/s1089/map.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="645" data-original-width="1089" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXnwdsEmlyrvKDQDhyG5oE0Ipk8rvXLzjD8bNbjeOeYk1guOKyhRjt6JSg7wpzododPayDSD4mfmtOTxtOkoV5qeeVoRDB771RpfMBP2ITGytK3wpOeoXnRQUxmAE8yfXAXnUJPAOwREV/s320/map.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Once again, I got a chance to see things I wouldn't have seen otherwise, and enjoy some socially distanced windshield time. Life is good!<p></p></span>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-13735501067955462722021-01-25T16:53:00.000-07:002021-01-25T16:53:02.140-07:00Who was Dylan?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmZJmiRyBR-wgkhbSO5U2YPZcOAm45GQ3bsuIhqzH6P49bcWI-PvhyLpOv2dRy82N5Dia9B7FzhWCKxmrzkW-_wVnxjUo89s2KYqL3u2ooR2S-WQqBL_4pkH5f1mrtrrlzIVr5eMWeuKqp/s1200/PXL_20210108_143457198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmZJmiRyBR-wgkhbSO5U2YPZcOAm45GQ3bsuIhqzH6P49bcWI-PvhyLpOv2dRy82N5Dia9B7FzhWCKxmrzkW-_wVnxjUo89s2KYqL3u2ooR2S-WQqBL_4pkH5f1mrtrrlzIVr5eMWeuKqp/s320/PXL_20210108_143457198.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The last couple months, a new geocacher has been placing some interesting caches, primarily near the west end of Canyon Lake. I've driven the twisting road several times this past month, either with BJ or with another geocaching friend. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmacVpI1ME0A8pgvUL5yNSWOnZH1LKOaFDOjzKMQec1f4DFEN8hB4VsV_qhoqqqiZNqFMzziJiIQcHj39vaXJlJOwsMZcS9C-JtuxAAW5EvLYBGY1q-gayZ_UL2PYg17CsV3XPPlvGofQ/s1200/PXL_20210108_165946344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="904" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmacVpI1ME0A8pgvUL5yNSWOnZH1LKOaFDOjzKMQec1f4DFEN8hB4VsV_qhoqqqiZNqFMzziJiIQcHj39vaXJlJOwsMZcS9C-JtuxAAW5EvLYBGY1q-gayZ_UL2PYg17CsV3XPPlvGofQ/s320/PXL_20210108_165946344.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The caches are generally located within 1/4 mile of the road, but take you to very interesting viewpoints. The hills are mostly volcanic tuff tipped up on edge.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhe35QHq9MpNXwVHRqy9S7mOZF6_4CK8qb-caarpbqxQGOn6vzCkW6pmnUTafiSzeKv0LY1jfOMaJLop8Rhnh0noi7_Jm-MCSJuqZnuQmlg4JGOisNTjltkk32s92jrwoJaxL28yGovg9w/s1200/PXL_20210122_165719797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhe35QHq9MpNXwVHRqy9S7mOZF6_4CK8qb-caarpbqxQGOn6vzCkW6pmnUTafiSzeKv0LY1jfOMaJLop8Rhnh0noi7_Jm-MCSJuqZnuQmlg4JGOisNTjltkk32s92jrwoJaxL28yGovg9w/s320/PXL_20210122_165719797.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Some of the caches had beautiful views of Canyon Lake. Based on some of the log entries, these caches are placed in memory of a son & brother. Mom is picking some really special places to hide these caches.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHjPxUw14dUBlPPJ9FGG22SR0niDV3_Twhg_zamGXrG9yKKot7Zta03WEkL7QWjGWkvNxsyRT_5CIukp40MsNx6rT74gHaZC7aVBQWOQCRcO1JppxRLHHHNENOeZSw6HDR0hBV6rRCm2es/s1200/PXL_20210122_155944167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHjPxUw14dUBlPPJ9FGG22SR0niDV3_Twhg_zamGXrG9yKKot7Zta03WEkL7QWjGWkvNxsyRT_5CIukp40MsNx6rT74gHaZC7aVBQWOQCRcO1JppxRLHHHNENOeZSw6HDR0hBV6rRCm2es/s320/PXL_20210122_155944167.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Many of them involved some exercise. The view points usually aren't located in the valleys!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihAvtAofasTgLxuJ5CswR5ZFXdz8XuurZSWZSPKPR82b0lVek4h7zYZAKtpyfiLIF5DoEeYs0bGhILWxByh5df-tnseRdZeilpP8AnA_CDKmt5luzrTu5f4mtw0dGMprYgoDFj3TvBn8tC/s1200/PXL_20210114_173714431.MP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihAvtAofasTgLxuJ5CswR5ZFXdz8XuurZSWZSPKPR82b0lVek4h7zYZAKtpyfiLIF5DoEeYs0bGhILWxByh5df-tnseRdZeilpP8AnA_CDKmt5luzrTu5f4mtw0dGMprYgoDFj3TvBn8tC/s320/PXL_20210114_173714431.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />BJ and I managed to get First to Find on a couple of them.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvrFSyEuh1QeOXsazmOr0u7Q3v15sOxv9Lc0ArmAh60FBZ9i_s3U9mj6mHVdm5U1MLl-J96Yp5Lfu4RTw4Syl-sg5AGRwB49A2R2-dCPJ52zNxVRAKS3TizzFE12eePow0AIxuMfOcgxRD/s1200/PXL_20210122_182026215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="898" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvrFSyEuh1QeOXsazmOr0u7Q3v15sOxv9Lc0ArmAh60FBZ9i_s3U9mj6mHVdm5U1MLl-J96Yp5Lfu4RTw4Syl-sg5AGRwB49A2R2-dCPJ52zNxVRAKS3TizzFE12eePow0AIxuMfOcgxRD/s320/PXL_20210122_182026215.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />One of them was located near a small abandoned mine site. We've driven past this for 30 years and never knew it was here.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzVK5aOUKbxFGvTl_tCJS4KSykEUVaDebUzFKRkdHWckhmU_3ipxprhIjadyiNDhcMsNAqnaoYbywwotAU68oZyv9s9l0JUq5dHVBSBHL5yhPSF5Gdkj2B7QHQwxYb9mMWrzTP0PlwVji/s1200/PXL_20210122_183156985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="901" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzVK5aOUKbxFGvTl_tCJS4KSykEUVaDebUzFKRkdHWckhmU_3ipxprhIjadyiNDhcMsNAqnaoYbywwotAU68oZyv9s9l0JUq5dHVBSBHL5yhPSF5Gdkj2B7QHQwxYb9mMWrzTP0PlwVji/s320/PXL_20210122_183156985.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Spotted the remains of what I think was an oil bath air cleaner, but nothing of any significance. Did a bit of research after this trip but couldn't find anything about a mine in that location.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnICl10-YhIDmThXYRLhFvfOFAaHMwAckFyvxm4j4vbsWSSszSkTS523HcgDjdmbyF3RhLptyxUIzg2WaTZ2Mettf5o2qdaj0d1Iew7h02YWPEV2YOewhtiiTcjKGdtSJXxP6AIBKonTHF/s1200/PXL_20210122_170801560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnICl10-YhIDmThXYRLhFvfOFAaHMwAckFyvxm4j4vbsWSSszSkTS523HcgDjdmbyF3RhLptyxUIzg2WaTZ2Mettf5o2qdaj0d1Iew7h02YWPEV2YOewhtiiTcjKGdtSJXxP6AIBKonTHF/s320/PXL_20210122_170801560.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Got a test run in on the Silver Subie. Glad to have the engine rebuild finished. It's almost time to change out the break-in oil.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNYwcrGRPWKz_SXwZk252qNeD_EqjorUiNoDUjSgDIZKRKqeMd8z56Fowg7eGIazN4Q55rDC73Z1Ye2bBKLffReibCf6I65Lq54lnMrxmyt-Jako56B4q4FfyL9Bv9yO4_MCAK2yQNBkV/s1200/PXL_20210123_165827500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="902" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNYwcrGRPWKz_SXwZk252qNeD_EqjorUiNoDUjSgDIZKRKqeMd8z56Fowg7eGIazN4Q55rDC73Z1Ye2bBKLffReibCf6I65Lq54lnMrxmyt-Jako56B4q4FfyL9Bv9yO4_MCAK2yQNBkV/s320/PXL_20210123_165827500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Loving the change to do some local wandering and seeing what's around the next corner.<p></p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com2Canyon Lake, Arizona33.5410691 -111.44918765.2308352638211559 -146.60543760000002 61.851302936178847 -76.2929376tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-34324225048143234832020-12-04T11:37:00.001-07:002020-12-04T11:37:22.923-07:00Wandering, But Not Very Far<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02VIP8i7flPPvj59nytLhuTDLrSffgjp8fY_D1wBsQfW46vZxn1bQooVZbPsB1BLw4vWtbVHYmonWpugnV-BxhRoKnInY9khOqxlEsvYxr_peQ1D6TtOBfJBBlfc6-Hj3NU1wkPN-E29n/s1024/PXL_20201103_140002880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="766" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02VIP8i7flPPvj59nytLhuTDLrSffgjp8fY_D1wBsQfW46vZxn1bQooVZbPsB1BLw4vWtbVHYmonWpugnV-BxhRoKnInY9khOqxlEsvYxr_peQ1D6TtOBfJBBlfc6-Hj3NU1wkPN-E29n/s320/PXL_20201103_140002880.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The Scamp hasn't been out of the garage since February. I haven't been out as much either. Early in November I headed out looking for a spot that might make sense for an <b><a href="https://www.geosociety.org/GSA/Education_Careers/Field_Experiences/EarthCache/GSA/fieldexp/EarthCache/home.aspx" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">EarthCache</a></b>.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdTYS0_P2hsaWzKgxYguLyGFKUMkZhDGy5t-_tReBd1SLgMqa_sBCJ_Cb0XyYO0mpKdU25T7HkXkwaZFu0SbTkTgZGml5zImbOopesZF2n3tTMvJIn-9OpHSkHGImuf6dO_NFzPdFlJxWr/s1024/PXL_20201103_143108603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdTYS0_P2hsaWzKgxYguLyGFKUMkZhDGy5t-_tReBd1SLgMqa_sBCJ_Cb0XyYO0mpKdU25T7HkXkwaZFu0SbTkTgZGml5zImbOopesZF2n3tTMvJIn-9OpHSkHGImuf6dO_NFzPdFlJxWr/s320/PXL_20201103_143108603.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I enjoyed the early morning wander, and managed to find a couple geocaches I'd ignored, but didn't find a view point that depicted what I'd hoped to feature. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0Tkrw-D4K3IUVr0tir4BRAm56Ff11Gg5SPG4gSX6VcX4Wx5lSbeTNMHoq9McpAMRDIRt0AbK4-3fc1CcxB0xFUscDMbZQ8BUW9CDibFrRik2iDWrQLuo-vwC_JVbPfnH7noovgsDy-RJ/s1024/PXL_20201110_210858117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0Tkrw-D4K3IUVr0tir4BRAm56Ff11Gg5SPG4gSX6VcX4Wx5lSbeTNMHoq9McpAMRDIRt0AbK4-3fc1CcxB0xFUscDMbZQ8BUW9CDibFrRik2iDWrQLuo-vwC_JVbPfnH7noovgsDy-RJ/s320/PXL_20201110_210858117.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Another day, BJ and I headed out to Goldfield Ghost Town. We've been there before, many times, but on this visit noticed things we'd never noticed before.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1f09IU2OXQnl3Jl_xsk-yI6NsLBoDqyKk9FDH82fxM2QsbNN9OBs0oXAOfCfOTRf2chdh6JPVJTKaBakSDIVvEQciFJxz_RinoI3fvDWIe-yP-X60bfBrpNhopvLoUObap_5UL3p56lIC/s1024/PXL_20201110_210137697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1f09IU2OXQnl3Jl_xsk-yI6NsLBoDqyKk9FDH82fxM2QsbNN9OBs0oXAOfCfOTRf2chdh6JPVJTKaBakSDIVvEQciFJxz_RinoI3fvDWIe-yP-X60bfBrpNhopvLoUObap_5UL3p56lIC/s320/PXL_20201110_210137697.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Crowds were light enough that I could get a picture without people in it. Those that we did see were all masked up but we didn't see anyone wearing spurs or sidearms.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbag-_FX5aw9mFYjeBKm2EL_vFVyG2eAyXrttKbmAyJctkAGAIjLwACRK1yX_PyQrYuw1hllgPL-UumTBt7rZrBTwklScl7s4cjPE3yReQOjhyphenhyphenrFxqpDB4aYb7mP31jxHDZgIo6Jq9Abij/s1024/PXL_20201112_182842077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbag-_FX5aw9mFYjeBKm2EL_vFVyG2eAyXrttKbmAyJctkAGAIjLwACRK1yX_PyQrYuw1hllgPL-UumTBt7rZrBTwklScl7s4cjPE3yReQOjhyphenhyphenrFxqpDB4aYb7mP31jxHDZgIo6Jq9Abij/s320/PXL_20201112_182842077.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />We had several major fires in the area this year. BJ and I headed out for a geocache that was a potential First to Find. It was obvious that the trail we used had served as the fire line. One side was crispy, the other side still had its normal vegetation.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnM6ltTti6bVBiCSBWPtElR7cQX7Dp2MbF6jd6mmefwpga1ZhOnCJYmPY-jlYAb407bJ9LDG8CiDlqG7NzMUttvR4zpbFVGHS5jqCgWjHyKwNdBAGhG6jNsdmpjWDfooguyX_3sgQsm_K/s1024/PXL_20201119_133550380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="766" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnM6ltTti6bVBiCSBWPtElR7cQX7Dp2MbF6jd6mmefwpga1ZhOnCJYmPY-jlYAb407bJ9LDG8CiDlqG7NzMUttvR4zpbFVGHS5jqCgWjHyKwNdBAGhG6jNsdmpjWDfooguyX_3sgQsm_K/s320/PXL_20201119_133550380.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Yes, there's a bit of a theme. A friend and I headed out just as the sun was adding some color to the sky. We were on a mission.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQX8T_5aK2XRu72JRgLOLuhw-1jV09sdgPgGQa61mMIlXVn_HsAshlM0x78Ew_Q5BrOLwFhUHMTWc0GyT5-tLmXOmBD_pmOubHKBtqZpRQ4XevPLzQ5iuJ9dWLR5gs-oTvLy5-5MOhoKEs/s1024/PXL_20201119_153213670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQX8T_5aK2XRu72JRgLOLuhw-1jV09sdgPgGQa61mMIlXVn_HsAshlM0x78Ew_Q5BrOLwFhUHMTWc0GyT5-tLmXOmBD_pmOubHKBtqZpRQ4XevPLzQ5iuJ9dWLR5gs-oTvLy5-5MOhoKEs/s320/PXL_20201119_153213670.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The goal for the day was to visit surviving sections of the original highway that ran from Mesa to Payson. Some portions have remained in use as Forest Service roads. Other sections left signs of cuts on the hillsides, but the road surface had disappeared.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfGuQoKAi9PEXRn2m0aawLlnxIeyjlnYvs-ctS0Q66hOwE_qm45IdOCdVqi4VhfSCbe35nEbUT4mTeVevaGOyLShwxBq8R6xWlxZHp4F_G9lMFBEvQ_-6aqgb07fVEfU6DYU9nGd8GLPI/s1024/PXL_20201119_163307797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqfGuQoKAi9PEXRn2m0aawLlnxIeyjlnYvs-ctS0Q66hOwE_qm45IdOCdVqi4VhfSCbe35nEbUT4mTeVevaGOyLShwxBq8R6xWlxZHp4F_G9lMFBEvQ_-6aqgb07fVEfU6DYU9nGd8GLPI/s320/PXL_20201119_163307797.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />We found what we were looking for, and got to learn a bunch of interesting history while completing several short hikes. All told, a very good day!<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmM02nLVnI42OVJxvyw5km-0YCwLjgDR0d6UpvdHnOgKNZ4pgp01vYDGxv97vepNvBhpcn9wdKPa4ie5r33KIXs-eeay_j0NaDICOZYe0e4M4GCvaTjOP7CwuOw5leItvBcveOLwe-nI43/s1024/PXL_20201128_144330774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmM02nLVnI42OVJxvyw5km-0YCwLjgDR0d6UpvdHnOgKNZ4pgp01vYDGxv97vepNvBhpcn9wdKPa4ie5r33KIXs-eeay_j0NaDICOZYe0e4M4GCvaTjOP7CwuOw5leItvBcveOLwe-nI43/s320/PXL_20201128_144330774.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Last week we headed out to visit the area along the Hewitt Canyon road. BJ and her SAR friends know the road well since it heads to a couple of the wilderness trail heads. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1tJGJ18y90I-UvSqFUqEQW2lNDOL8tvBsVLjL6KM89QkFbnFHe-KSkDP51Gvcxs0ONNDMdeoeFr6QtRsDDTCkuFdOjZ54obKgy8ys9tJJsolLKk0M9SvAVu4nnsLm3w2_ssf_Tty1kG0/s1024/PXL_20201128_175443622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1tJGJ18y90I-UvSqFUqEQW2lNDOL8tvBsVLjL6KM89QkFbnFHe-KSkDP51Gvcxs0ONNDMdeoeFr6QtRsDDTCkuFdOjZ54obKgy8ys9tJJsolLKk0M9SvAVu4nnsLm3w2_ssf_Tty1kG0/s320/PXL_20201128_175443622.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I had no idea we had an arch in the area until we went hunting a geocache. Not far from the road, but uphill was the primary descriptor! A beautiful spot that I wouldn't have noticed if not for the geocache.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrRXGpnRqvZKYuCp3gnMoxAhhNSdvb6FX7yNPUR4jGumPOYVTi-9_b-GZ27rnreqmsG3RQRH3NkiDkHpZUDId-iHCcgGMbBApZMHrP40qtQltMTjd60ePK9gs55RH-ki6KUMIxnDT1ofTz/s1024/PXL_20201128_193308228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrRXGpnRqvZKYuCp3gnMoxAhhNSdvb6FX7yNPUR4jGumPOYVTi-9_b-GZ27rnreqmsG3RQRH3NkiDkHpZUDId-iHCcgGMbBApZMHrP40qtQltMTjd60ePK9gs55RH-ki6KUMIxnDT1ofTz/s320/PXL_20201128_193308228.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />As always, there are questions. Which came first, the crack in the boulder or the tree root? I'd show more of this area, but I'm hoping I can jump through enough hoops to get permission to have an EarthCache here.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZ1QZdWpMMSfdgkhb1-r_m45RwPtPnRZvI4phvOqKBF06i9Ddwkim8TRIe46KcJpyvXsu1trVw2OJG2b7bU8kEz2ujw5pBUR6uZLrs5NWwhRoNDsP6O2GDPaeMUGQlVaCmFkWj60lje4M/s1024/PXL_20201120_183351882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZ1QZdWpMMSfdgkhb1-r_m45RwPtPnRZvI4phvOqKBF06i9Ddwkim8TRIe46KcJpyvXsu1trVw2OJG2b7bU8kEz2ujw5pBUR6uZLrs5NWwhRoNDsP6O2GDPaeMUGQlVaCmFkWj60lje4M/s320/PXL_20201120_183351882.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Meanwhile, I'm seeing if any of my "ancient history" skills and knowledge can be revived. When I started adapting the Silver Subie, I knew an engine overhaul was in it's future.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsoHKc0yAT3dbkcaa7vuqjEmDEg4zKUhyphenhyphenZvEvihkxnGH9ADfaqEiZobtEn02D7Ijyfjg2d5eH0wkdAXOBCcS4vsXF0_t734NcGGLH1IbFkFm6zxsHM4Hfua2dQrNxK9xsXmH4oKNUURREO/s1024/PXL_20201123_170254578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsoHKc0yAT3dbkcaa7vuqjEmDEg4zKUhyphenhyphenZvEvihkxnGH9ADfaqEiZobtEn02D7Ijyfjg2d5eH0wkdAXOBCcS4vsXF0_t734NcGGLH1IbFkFm6zxsHM4Hfua2dQrNxK9xsXmH4oKNUURREO/s320/PXL_20201123_170254578.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />I got it all broken down and was super pleased to see very minimal wear internally. The cylinder heads are at the machine shop and should be ready today. Most of the parts have arrived and the rest should be here by tomorrow. I'm loving doing this on my schedule. I suspect it will be a couple weeks before I have it back together - the nice thing is there's no rush.<div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-s2e7FTP9IHlP3PmS59EYWsevOk7VwNrEmQaa906r3fDp8M2XPmmC58LjYu8fKXsHzROiWZglxzVYzgEFXq3VmHJ235pUVNpgN2A_R7j2XDGuxFZbaYl3SXrqbZudPIk5cp2Z9HoMkKF8/s1024/PXL_20201110_211201264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1023" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-s2e7FTP9IHlP3PmS59EYWsevOk7VwNrEmQaa906r3fDp8M2XPmmC58LjYu8fKXsHzROiWZglxzVYzgEFXq3VmHJ235pUVNpgN2A_R7j2XDGuxFZbaYl3SXrqbZudPIk5cp2Z9HoMkKF8/s320/PXL_20201110_211201264.jpg" /></a></div><br />Guess this sums it up!<br /><p></p><p><br /></p></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com4Mesa, AZ 8520733.436555 -111.634328933.4079035798449 -111.66866117539062 33.4652064201551 -111.59999662460937tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-39037691233113795722020-10-28T10:58:00.000-07:002020-10-28T10:58:16.250-07:00Floating the Green River<p>This blog post is very different from my normal style. For my regular readers, feel
free to ignore it. It’s my attempt to try to capture some helpful information about paddle powered trips on the flatwater sections of
the Green River in Utah. </p>
<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvlHMjgQh0zFMF1MIoS2MDXZQkNZ5UdedJFMmA4S34Zt92Vu04p_BhY3bUuYMJZvWNP0R4gNcV9ZsrJSeCXzcxhl8mN-ggrmAFe6QgVeMAUPojvxP_WNSwj_5a73litLiVWMbYXB4FcmkV/s868/Screenshot+2014-10-18+09.13.03.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="652" data-original-width="868" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvlHMjgQh0zFMF1MIoS2MDXZQkNZ5UdedJFMmA4S34Zt92Vu04p_BhY3bUuYMJZvWNP0R4gNcV9ZsrJSeCXzcxhl8mN-ggrmAFe6QgVeMAUPojvxP_WNSwj_5a73litLiVWMbYXB4FcmkV/s320/Screenshot+2014-10-18+09.13.03.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The flatwater portion of the Green River is commonly included in lists of the best flatwater float trips in the United States and for good reason. Amazingly enough, most of these lists seem to think you should be in a hurry. It’s 120 miles from the town of Green River to the confluence and I’ve seen at least one magazine publisher that says you could do it in 3 days without providing any of the caveats.<p></p>
<p>If you’re going to do the Green, you have some choices to make. <b><span style="color: #04ff00;">Spring, Summer, or Fall?</span></b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>Canoe, Kayak, SUP, or Raft?</b></span> <span style="color: #ff00fe;"><b>Labyrinth Canyon, Stillwater Canyon, or both?</b></span> <b><span style="color: #ffa400;">Green River State Park, Crystal Geyser, Ruby Ranch, or Mineral Bottom launch point?</span></b> <span style="color: #38761d;"><b>Solo, small group, or large group?</b></span> <span style="color: #674ea7;"><b>Freeze dried or gourmet?</b></span> <b><span style="color: red;">How Fast?</span></b> Obviously, personal preferences, finances, time availability, and skills are going to impact your choices.</p>
<p><b>Which Season?</b>Lots of people do the Green in the spring because they like the faster currents that
come with the higher water levels. You can check current or historic water levels at <b><a href="https://waterdata.usgs.gov/ut/nwis/uv/?site_no=09315000&PARAmeter_cd=00065,00060,72020,00010,00095,00300,63680" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Green River</a></b> and now also at <b><a href="https://waterdata.usgs.gov/ut/nwis/uv/?site_no=09328920&PARAmeter_cd=00065,00060,72020,00010,00095,00300,63680" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Mineral Bottom</a></b>. The downside of spring is fewer campsites since you’ll be limited to just high-water sites. Summer is HOT but many people do it then because that’s when they have vacation. Fall is my personal preference. Water levels are typically low and flow is slower but
sandbar camps are plentiful and most of the bugs are gone.</p>
<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPebKYSSKbM4U5BnH4kEnrMJkb8TMyft86tk6xEskl1RkaBESQ5BraADOecmnhECcjowRQDolEpFx2cXsWHjmqvw3CqMd1nGcHbmjJtF3XIOYqM9bN08YNknE0MEiZ6gMbgU9VR4Xm-QSo/s309/bg_gr16l.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="232" data-original-width="309" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPebKYSSKbM4U5BnH4kEnrMJkb8TMyft86tk6xEskl1RkaBESQ5BraADOecmnhECcjowRQDolEpFx2cXsWHjmqvw3CqMd1nGcHbmjJtF3XIOYqM9bN08YNknE0MEiZ6gMbgU9VR4Xm-QSo/w200-h150/bg_gr16l.jpg" width="200" /></a></b></div><b>Boat Choice?</b> I started doing the Green 20 years ago. The first couple years, I used a large whitewater kayak because that’s what I had. For a couple years after that, I used wood strip sea kayaks because they had more space and speed, but since then I’ve used a solo or a tandem canoe since it’s much easier to haul the groover* in a canoe than a kayak. In the past couple years, we’ve seen an increasing number of stand-up paddleboards. Only once did we see a solo, self-supported SUP. Usually it’s a small group of SUPs with a canoe or two to help haul their gear. It’s not unusual to see rafts, but… if you see a raft on the Stillwater section, they are headed to the whitewater of Cataract Canyon and taking out near Hite on Lake Powell. *All feces must be hauled out using an approved toilet system in accordance with your river permit.<p></p>
<p><b>Which Section?</b> John Wesley Powell named Labyrinth and Stillwater canyons during his explorations of the Green and Colorado rivers in the mid 1800’s. <b><a href="https://www.blm.gov/visit/labyrinth-canyon" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Labyrinth Canyon</a></b> is the upper section and includes the famous Bow Knot bend. It is managed by the BLM and <b><a href="https://www.blm.gov/sites/blm.gov/files/documents/files/Recreation_Utah_LabyrinthPermit_6-28-17.pdf" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">requires a free permit</a></b>. Stillwater Canyon technically starts below Mineral Bottom, but the Mineral Bottom boat ramp is commonly used to differentiate between the two sections. The <b><a href="https://www.nps.gov/cany/planyourvisit/flatwater.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Stillwater Canyon</a></b> section flows through Canyonlands National Park. The Park starts at approximately river mile 47 and <b><a href="https://www.nps.gov/cany/planyourvisit/riverpermits.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">requires a permit</a></b> issued by the NPS. There’s no charge for the flatwater day use permit, but the flatwater overnight permit carries a $30 reservation fee plus $20 per person.</p>
<p><b></b></p><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxE5_TWFOQanHv0jFglSLo8a2bBOI4MYGLsZs9vElk9xxeCgNi1NxbuAA2K8yFKi_gtPoxOiF39rkvmLKyWtBgGpIlnlGHDIvCRllCYwrBva7vvXc-W-IxaLzp_5oSkXAQy2lCfVU8EEmw/s2048/DSCF7708.JPG" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxE5_TWFOQanHv0jFglSLo8a2bBOI4MYGLsZs9vElk9xxeCgNi1NxbuAA2K8yFKi_gtPoxOiF39rkvmLKyWtBgGpIlnlGHDIvCRllCYwrBva7vvXc-W-IxaLzp_5oSkXAQy2lCfVU8EEmw/w320-h240/DSCF7708.JPG" title="Mineral Bottom can be a zoo!" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mineral Bottom can be a zoo!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><b>Which Launch Point?</b> There are four launch points on the flatwater portion of the Green River.<p></p>
<p></p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li><b><a href="https://stateparks.utah.gov/parks/green-river/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Green River State Park</a></b> in Green River, Utah is 120 river miles from the confluence or 68 miles from Mineral Bottom. There is a small fee for launching here.</li><li>Crystal Geyser is five miles below the state park on river left. It’s actually cold water that erupts a couple times a day. People launching here add about 18 miles to a Labyrinth trip but avoid the fees that Ruby Ranch charges. The vast majority of the river banks between Green River and Ruby are privately owned.</li><li>Ruby Ranch is a historic private ranch down a long and bumpy road but it won’t be the only long and bumpy road you might see. They currently charge $10 per boat and $5 per person to launch here, but it’s the launch point closest to where the canyon starts to rise from the river. Since we enjoy the Green River for the canyons, this is our preferred place to launch if we’re doing the Labyrinth.</li><li>Mineral Bottom is the take-out for people doing the Labyrinth Canyon section and the put-in for people just doing the Stillwater Canyon section. The years that we’ve done both sections it has been a mandatory stop since we’ve had people joining our group at that point. Mineral Bottom is reached by a long and bumpy road that also includes a very steep, narrow, switchback section that provides great views of a bit of the river.</li></ol><p></p>
<p><b>Group Size</b> - The first time I did a section of the Green there were just two of us using whitewater boats. The next year we invited anyone that wanted to go from the local paddling club and ended up with 10 on the trip. Typically we’ve had 4 to 6 on a trip which keeps it small enough to be able to fit into some smaller campsites. The Labyrinth permit is limited to 25 people. The Canyonlands permit is limited to 40 which seems totally insane to me, but then enjoying the quiet while watching the shadows on the cliffs is what draws me back nearly every year. Every year we do see solos on the river and I’ve thought about it at times but I’ve never had my “must invites” turn down a trip invitation.</p>
<p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5vQtLWJRt11Ql5vqaSJ03Lowa2ZZe4VHT-fDC5c8hhH-sfwoDltw-jeV-KxhDsbUoSzSC-kBmZosuinFk1Kh5K604AZiJOmpGhzM7EnhX0vb9VXMwU9Pd3gBCKq1dnWOoY9SLRBQ08-CB/s1031/IMAG0214.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1031" data-original-width="1027" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5vQtLWJRt11Ql5vqaSJ03Lowa2ZZe4VHT-fDC5c8hhH-sfwoDltw-jeV-KxhDsbUoSzSC-kBmZosuinFk1Kh5K604AZiJOmpGhzM7EnhX0vb9VXMwU9Pd3gBCKq1dnWOoY9SLRBQ08-CB/w199-h200/IMAG0214.jpg" width="199" /></a></b></div><b>Food Style - </b>We’ve done gourmet including barbequed ribeye steaks at Anderson Bottom one year and fresh made cinnamon rolls at the confluence another year, but tend towards boxed or canned meals from the grocery store. Most trips will be seen hauling ice chests but we’ve always gone lighter and smaller since I’m lazy and don’t want to handle a bunch of extra stuff.<p></p>
<p><b>How Fast</b> depends on you. We clearly choose to travel slower than most groups. I’ve seen lots of groups planning 20 mile days in the fall but we enjoy a slower pace. Our trip pace has slowed down over the years and we’ll plan in at least one weather day (or two or three) since we’ve discovered breaking down and setting up camp is work that really doesn’t have to happen every day. Camps that provide some shade and a view and a place to hike will get a layover day if possible. Our latest trip was the 52 mile Stillwater canyon section. We took 9 days (including the jetboat shuttle day) while most groups we saw on the river were doing it in 5 days or so, including the upstream shuttle.</p>
<p>Since camps are first come and sandbars change every year, you may need a plan B and plan C. Since we always do the trip in late September to early October, we tend to avoid highwater (ledge) camps since they’re more work to get the gear from the boats to the camp and back. Sandbars are typically our first choice for overnight stops but I’ll admit to having a short list of highwater camps that we love, especially if we have a spare weather day to spend. </p>
<p>While I approach this (as do most people) from a paddle powered perspective, it is possible to see an occasional outboard on a jon boat or a raft or the NPS J-rigs. For years, the towns of Green River and Moab sponsored the Friendship Cruise over Memorial Day weekend which involved power boats going down the Green to the confluence and then up the Colorado to the Potash boat ramp outside of Moab. <b><a href="http://friendshipcruise.com/category/blog/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">The Friendship Cruise</a></b> website hasn’t been updated in years so I don’t know the current status. </p><p>I’ve done one or more sections of the Green 16 times in the past 20 years. Twice I’ve seen someone <u>paddling upstream</u>, once on the Green river and once on the Colorado. The guy on the Green (20 years ago) had paddled to the confluence and was working his way back to Mineral Bottom when we saw him. I have no idea how many days it took him!</p>
<p><b>Helpful Sources</b> The <b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Belknaps-Waterproof-Canyonlands-River-Guide/dp/0916370178" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Belknap's Waterproof Canyonlands River Guide</a></b> seems to be the default, but I prefer the much larger <b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/RiverMaps-Guide-Colorado-Rivers-Canyonlands/dp/0991389638" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">RiverMaps Guide to the Colorado & Green Rivers in the Canyonlands of Utah & Colorado</a></b> because of the much better maps. The <b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/National-Geographic-Trails-Illustrated-Canyonlands/dp/156695326X" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">National Geographic Trails Illustrated map #210 of Canyonlands</a></b> is reasonably useful, but only for Mineral Bottom down. It will give you the big picture, but the scale leaves you wanting more detail. Kelsey’s <b><a href="https://www.amazon.com/River-Guide-Canyonlands-National-Vicinity/dp/0944510280" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">River Guide to Canyonlands National Park and Vicinity</a></b> has abominable maps but in some ways it's my favorite because of the excellent information about the human history in the canyons. For example, he tells about the construction of the Mineral Bottom
(Horsethief trail) road, the loss of a D8 Caterpillar while ferrying across the river at the lower end of Woodruff Bottom, and points out spots where uranium adits and mines were located. (The four links in this paragraph all point to Amazon. I do NOT get any benefit from Amazon.)</p>
<p>Shuttles: There are several services that support Labyrinth Canyon. Some have equipment rental as well as shuttle service while others provide just shuttle of your personal vehicle. They can be located wtih a quick Google search. There are <b><a href="https://www.nps.gov/cany/planyourvisit/flatwater.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">two permit holders for jet boat services</a></b> from Spanish Bottom and the confluence back to Moab. The past couple of years, one of those operators has not operated in the fall low-water season. I’ve always used <b><a href="https://texsriverways.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Tex’s Riverways</a></b> for our Stillwater Canyon trips and can’t say enough good stuff about them. The jet boat back up the Colorado to Moab is the cherry to top off a wonderful Green River trip full of new memories.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLA3AmLp8CYBV9nVnenRZ8fRo7dthDUfoclQ2R5g7_z9t3CnOZCvOVDSnHdAAb11CvDKYqAb3paxpW5VH7dPovR20uSqaOrdBBK0JBKdoKUqKjLHsRTuoTJgKgQ-TyTYmmAm2YFFeOEYWj/s1024/IMG_8215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="1024" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLA3AmLp8CYBV9nVnenRZ8fRo7dthDUfoclQ2R5g7_z9t3CnOZCvOVDSnHdAAb11CvDKYqAb3paxpW5VH7dPovR20uSqaOrdBBK0JBKdoKUqKjLHsRTuoTJgKgQ-TyTYmmAm2YFFeOEYWj/w400-h225/IMG_8215.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>
Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com6Mineral Bottom, Utah38.5299813 -109.993458210.219747463821157 -145.14970820000002 66.840215136178841 -74.8372082tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-41977407226888672952020-10-21T10:25:00.000-07:002020-10-21T10:25:02.723-07:00Deadhorse Down<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkYNHV21b22jOSUX42pGXdAaLUwlG0-HkUQIr6PlhJ2yCqod1s6ouUxVRdMBoYo0F7xlpGjxhFqovErZaw8eMCx2jz1-Endbv_kmuLU81SE9XWiCqE_kbFsozza48qRAKfcN3hFK-xAN2/s1024/IMG_20201001_150148659_HDR.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkYNHV21b22jOSUX42pGXdAaLUwlG0-HkUQIr6PlhJ2yCqod1s6ouUxVRdMBoYo0F7xlpGjxhFqovErZaw8eMCx2jz1-Endbv_kmuLU81SE9XWiCqE_kbFsozza48qRAKfcN3hFK-xAN2/s320/IMG_20201001_150148659_HDR.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>One of the joys of Deadhorse is that there is afternoon shade. After getting camp set up on the sand berm at the mouth of the wash we went off to explore. The high camp (another 10' higher and a slippery path) was huge but would have been lots of work to access.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98CZNvB26FlEF5RxELABe5W3fhiq3sPgQqla1bq7B_X-WKNpwzpbNvEcwzP1dA2bldQEi7Ft2-iOc6qk8Vsj3RJpQ0EZzN8a3JSrGqu9Bp7OFP-6QOUKRToHtA_WV5DXcUcibLDNWAo6D/s1024/PXL_20201002_155243930.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98CZNvB26FlEF5RxELABe5W3fhiq3sPgQqla1bq7B_X-WKNpwzpbNvEcwzP1dA2bldQEi7Ft2-iOc6qk8Vsj3RJpQ0EZzN8a3JSrGqu9Bp7OFP-6QOUKRToHtA_WV5DXcUcibLDNWAo6D/s320/PXL_20201002_155243930.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We were planning a layover day specifically so that we could go hiking. In 2015, we'd hiked to <b><a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2015/10/stillwater-canyon-day-four.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Newspaper Rock</a></b> from the lower Cabin Bottom campsite. This time, we wanted to try the route from the other direction. It involved finding a way up the dry fall from the north side of the perched meander not far up the canyon from camp.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJdQmVoW1R0KB7d53uqGXmvqMcgEvz2assqB_RaUtDO5AczW3Lsi7vpT_si3QN9OhC5F8uupZRvaD-riDVgjxspMkD7M0fWihOJLn_9dkybE04owiAzd47x8PAt79-yEvpUDHX6euCjC_-/s1024/IMG_20201002_102242894.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJdQmVoW1R0KB7d53uqGXmvqMcgEvz2assqB_RaUtDO5AczW3Lsi7vpT_si3QN9OhC5F8uupZRvaD-riDVgjxspMkD7M0fWihOJLn_9dkybE04owiAzd47x8PAt79-yEvpUDHX6euCjC_-/s320/IMG_20201002_102242894.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Route finding skills were important, not only for working up through the dry falls but also keeping track of the place to start back down on our return. Once we were up on the mesa, the view was expansive in all directions and the river disappeared - at least for awhile.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglyU-LkReZ8yMvapCyQ3YFaoWfMr3aY9kFMWHIPL-sHEJz8RhyphenhyphenQ2s_U1gXDsWQK0ksrUi7H7dR3i7fIeHhNWJKkBRRiBGlFwTpics4GJeNXgvDOSPfpf3ZvBi4AQtm6hAL1dAj9g_FLbqX/s1024/PXL_20201002_164153845.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglyU-LkReZ8yMvapCyQ3YFaoWfMr3aY9kFMWHIPL-sHEJz8RhyphenhyphenQ2s_U1gXDsWQK0ksrUi7H7dR3i7fIeHhNWJKkBRRiBGlFwTpics4GJeNXgvDOSPfpf3ZvBi4AQtm6hAL1dAj9g_FLbqX/s320/PXL_20201002_164153845.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I didn't think to try to recreate the picture from our 2015 trip, but this one, while tighter, was from the same location. (And, yes, BJ checked to confirm there were no petroglyphs where she was leaning.) All told, it was about 2 miles round trip from camp. <p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQI_qle_MvnAObZq7L3WA9B3CBw1YMsG2QDZxFyHXh_7grrsSYN8XpZ5ubd_SnAAsvKx7ZYqAN-TN8B_h7G4D1DAlLjpnIdY_qzw5kxvUkU7pUEbColNdisLaWH15ttncClBWMN7QKMeEY/s1024/PXL_20201002_173100492.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQI_qle_MvnAObZq7L3WA9B3CBw1YMsG2QDZxFyHXh_7grrsSYN8XpZ5ubd_SnAAsvKx7ZYqAN-TN8B_h7G4D1DAlLjpnIdY_qzw5kxvUkU7pUEbColNdisLaWH15ttncClBWMN7QKMeEY/s320/PXL_20201002_173100492.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>When we got back down to the wash in the canyon, the others went back to camp while I walked up the canyon. I heard that it dead-ended in a dry fall, but I didn't get that far since I'd told them I would be back in camp within an hour. Next time...<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKkC3pAZdrDJ7AvipfV1RE7tgpUFXuUmoLJF1jihxTbU6v5XwOcsrDJxSahIksXUz3v8Hc0NIsrH6jc-GVV37EBBOoniNETNbHHJtip4CdZglSmdu83pb3P5dSJ_dw3vfI4Cz-65JCoUC/s1024/PXL_20201003_095000.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKkC3pAZdrDJ7AvipfV1RE7tgpUFXuUmoLJF1jihxTbU6v5XwOcsrDJxSahIksXUz3v8Hc0NIsrH6jc-GVV37EBBOoniNETNbHHJtip4CdZglSmdu83pb3P5dSJ_dw3vfI4Cz-65JCoUC/s320/PXL_20201003_095000.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>On Saturday, October 3rd, we left Deadhorse to continue downstream. Our campanions did a great job of demonstrating the amount of effort required to navigate on this calm morning.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigfzgXhIAQynjQerz9ziZDkAQaC7wNqVJbuKaGlyJtf4jQGtW3_GQ3KktX7dd-1Ka0BWdhRuwXeIhYEGDp5rVvMF1mwJJQUIsToDeHAaIew_r1XK3pdillTwwDSerkQjjzEFwzFNwhPbwP/s1024/PXL_20201003_103200.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigfzgXhIAQynjQerz9ziZDkAQaC7wNqVJbuKaGlyJtf4jQGtW3_GQ3KktX7dd-1Ka0BWdhRuwXeIhYEGDp5rVvMF1mwJJQUIsToDeHAaIew_r1XK3pdillTwwDSerkQjjzEFwzFNwhPbwP/s320/PXL_20201003_103200.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This is the first year that we've passed the mouth of Horse canyon and found no bugs. On the flip side, it was much splashier than any of us remembered. We weren't sure where we were going to end up but we knew we needed to "waste" some time.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKIauFhSsnAqor299jA_t4QYy4QYxWKcllo1tUOMm7r-l6T-7hkAvNSSbPjxT1Jd4r7HrLZmWPMPQWZ0FlCPjUn0ZUi0pRiZGgq7MiG6XyN3J1H6r0rVhIO9GWvPNbZRjgwVVUNA1lNQ2/s1024/PXL_20201003_163500.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKIauFhSsnAqor299jA_t4QYy4QYxWKcllo1tUOMm7r-l6T-7hkAvNSSbPjxT1Jd4r7HrLZmWPMPQWZ0FlCPjUn0ZUi0pRiZGgq7MiG6XyN3J1H6r0rVhIO9GWvPNbZRjgwVVUNA1lNQ2/s320/PXL_20201003_163500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The sandbar on the inside of the corner at river mile 11.7 became our home for the evening. It wasn't as nice as previous years and we needed to spread out to find level spots for our tents, but it did offer some afternoon shade. <p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvouko2_9kihpwwhomPcNcoqEJHzoExrogKXbSuxfe-kc_a22m9kirUKhNiJ0RhyphenhyphenPEe-cheWS9Eb5-UO2lOO7xXK0KIQg-Nn-XErdQd3wrF7O_AoVm4xLLS9adoGGd-H0lbTCFJQjK-gJO/s1024/PXL_20201004_120000.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvouko2_9kihpwwhomPcNcoqEJHzoExrogKXbSuxfe-kc_a22m9kirUKhNiJ0RhyphenhyphenPEe-cheWS9Eb5-UO2lOO7xXK0KIQg-Nn-XErdQd3wrF7O_AoVm4xLLS9adoGGd-H0lbTCFJQjK-gJO/s320/PXL_20201004_120000.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The next day we continued our drift downstream. We'd heard that there was a huge sandbar in the mouth of Water Canyon but it turned out to be on river left across from the canyon. Since it didn't have any shade, we gave it a pass and continued on, rapidly running out of river.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkyDQIu5znJTqfIGPF5vStOZIuPhZ4Vqxcjm1TmjoUQDptkwuoiqrgoL7E6McCASVCch2k9OGmGNAjZiXIzLOqn6kB9mR3w36Aw6PLPD0AAlCcXwhe_Zt6x15-yd-v2uzdpSbDjEkW__Jp/s1024/PXL_20201005_095400.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkyDQIu5znJTqfIGPF5vStOZIuPhZ4Vqxcjm1TmjoUQDptkwuoiqrgoL7E6McCASVCch2k9OGmGNAjZiXIzLOqn6kB9mR3w36Aw6PLPD0AAlCcXwhe_Zt6x15-yd-v2uzdpSbDjEkW__Jp/s320/PXL_20201005_095400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We thought of going to the confluence and taking a layover day there, but we'd heard that Upper Spanish was marginal this year, while both middle and lower involve very steep carries to high camps. Instead, we called a sandbar on the left at river mile 3 our home. <div><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJYdT3TLuQHum3mOu0CPzTy-fEKxPW4kgnUnk5EDvQ2wrCP8lKa1jtXx74xqeVA24f8V4zfbt5ovWX9-HKVH1qf1yMpprwXc6VjU6hjHaTFURDwcoX7WPyhcl9ThK2VY7siTDLXt3Dzct/s1024/PXL_20201005_101500.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJYdT3TLuQHum3mOu0CPzTy-fEKxPW4kgnUnk5EDvQ2wrCP8lKa1jtXx74xqeVA24f8V4zfbt5ovWX9-HKVH1qf1yMpprwXc6VjU6hjHaTFURDwcoX7WPyhcl9ThK2VY7siTDLXt3Dzct/s320/PXL_20201005_101500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning, we didn't leave camp until 10 a.m. because we didn't want to arrive at the confluence until after the jet boat had done its pickups. That wait put the sun angle just right for yet another reflection picture, this time about river mile 2.<br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7LhNi8WsJTm2Nr-FpthKwAYb4jClyVyiKMWHul4U34Dl1xaHx1A2MVYfz3PRgEKIYXQXF5xXSNuk8dJCt8IsSxZkQpY32FpMGEEqgCqfweWMr1N-GTEyzuDcQcJhWvWpIAL9m85D38Uo5/s1024/IMG_20201005_130033736_HDR.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7LhNi8WsJTm2Nr-FpthKwAYb4jClyVyiKMWHul4U34Dl1xaHx1A2MVYfz3PRgEKIYXQXF5xXSNuk8dJCt8IsSxZkQpY32FpMGEEqgCqfweWMr1N-GTEyzuDcQcJhWvWpIAL9m85D38Uo5/s320/IMG_20201005_130033736_HDR.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The sandbar on river right at the confluence was huge this year. We washed the boats, ate some lunch, and then headed across the expanse of sand with our chairs to sit in the shade of a large tree at the base of the hill.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXquY2CcaqGf7mu3HP3vbCQGccdORJqgO-pKouElzoI1OHPVNMFqNxkEs3D6ydmyv5yEU4SK4AwgVAY_C8pAnivW-LJNoUHe4Ntpjefsb5RuPZhTSn-l_TRIX4iy27Wol-Im4BwfVM7tqm/s1024/PXL_20201006_075500.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXquY2CcaqGf7mu3HP3vbCQGccdORJqgO-pKouElzoI1OHPVNMFqNxkEs3D6ydmyv5yEU4SK4AwgVAY_C8pAnivW-LJNoUHe4Ntpjefsb5RuPZhTSn-l_TRIX4iy27Wol-Im4BwfVM7tqm/s320/PXL_20201006_075500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It was a lazy morning for our last morning on the river for this trip, watching the sunlight start its way down the hill while the moon continued its travel towards the west.<p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLFNY8sR7UPBOUEf2UKtteAcyrBNcgXiHTMPUuWLln1777OUmlRQbhiIdfpspr4xFtbKdfHa87NleDyFErHPhhclF9YhDvkXvwqeRahMBLK-3vj-kfLkB6HqlKqPusGMmaucK4N7NNwLtL/s1024/PXL_20201006_110515.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLFNY8sR7UPBOUEf2UKtteAcyrBNcgXiHTMPUuWLln1777OUmlRQbhiIdfpspr4xFtbKdfHa87NleDyFErHPhhclF9YhDvkXvwqeRahMBLK-3vj-kfLkB6HqlKqPusGMmaucK4N7NNwLtL/s320/PXL_20201006_110515.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Our chariot passed by, right on schedule, and then returned after picking up groups that had camped further down the Colorado. Our group of four and another group of two loaded here and we headed upstream with another fun Green River trip in the books.<p></p></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com3Confluence of the Green and Colorado Rivers, Utah38.1898105 -109.88594069.8795766638211546 -145.0421906 66.500044336178846 -74.7296906tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-16576932671787845702020-10-09T11:58:00.001-07:002020-10-15T05:51:09.707-07:00Creatures of Habit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAQBdbH0yp7U93tMpWuIlzKRtdYOwY2Mk7rWJo51DSSYDmOklOPmXDflHOZJg327dblL9UK0c19dEkS5xLDg6JCU70NZbQKxgwbT5VD5xHGhwlAbbnlIKv44ZGfeoIUzcEL_6qZNa1RTd/s1024/PXL_20200928_132045987.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifAQBdbH0yp7U93tMpWuIlzKRtdYOwY2Mk7rWJo51DSSYDmOklOPmXDflHOZJg327dblL9UK0c19dEkS5xLDg6JCU70NZbQKxgwbT5VD5xHGhwlAbbnlIKv44ZGfeoIUzcEL_6qZNa1RTd/s320/PXL_20200928_132045987.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It's Fall, so it must be time for our nearly annual Green River trip. As usual, we started our trip at <b><a href="https://texsriverways.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Tex's Riverway</a>s</b> office in Moab. Once again, we were the first ones to arrive, thanks to breakfast taking less time than anticipated. <div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie77uAdXWWC67XHOMwbYzg-91k-MyuuXevyLTVtIiSCrP1Fc_FNByqWuv1nHcs-o7fl0468Ym0bW8M8HkhIGtnXZ15eWoHulvhOPy-qPHUho1MIoHN_zi562KFgnYxAtq9zmHYTzRMeeg5/s1024/PXL_20200928_144111592.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie77uAdXWWC67XHOMwbYzg-91k-MyuuXevyLTVtIiSCrP1Fc_FNByqWuv1nHcs-o7fl0468Ym0bW8M8HkhIGtnXZ15eWoHulvhOPy-qPHUho1MIoHN_zi562KFgnYxAtq9zmHYTzRMeeg5/s320/PXL_20200928_144111592.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>For the third year in a row, we brought our 16' Souris River tandem canoe while Kathy & Willie used their Wild River 14' tandem. We had 2 other parties launching with us - 2 couples in rented Old Town canoes and a single fellow in a rented Grumman canoe.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYvhUg_y-n7QUKvF4-_KGym9XUigRShnShfRVrC4Lk7RObKqpU4Y9JIQab1REdb5fcaNclcuYWtAZ87KPQtyIxSNKaUy2CQWj-e2BN-JOQbA1uIml5rdvd14cd1Kv4plkU_ITSADok6Zjz/s1024/PXL_20200929_125212586.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYvhUg_y-n7QUKvF4-_KGym9XUigRShnShfRVrC4Lk7RObKqpU4Y9JIQab1REdb5fcaNclcuYWtAZ87KPQtyIxSNKaUy2CQWj-e2BN-JOQbA1uIml5rdvd14cd1Kv4plkU_ITSADok6Zjz/s320/PXL_20200929_125212586.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>This year, we planned 8 nights on the river to do the 52 miles from Mineral Bottom through the Stillwater canyon. (Many people plan to do this trip in half the time, but we enjoy being lazy!) The winds were blowing pretty good on launch day so we elected to use one of our layover days before we ever got on the river. The sun was just starting to glow on the cliffs across the river the next morning, reflecting in the glassy water.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCB-F_GBo16CLnYnMlvsQQVRGa70mtagBag2adnG8zItOoZ8PeuoxCdCEFdSHsTn1o-jZgLdu-RiT5gkpjpZAy5yQastyj_i5TcqR8_B-EAo9QDgdqAR3TbgrdjUH9yH-wk8GmA6droGW_/s1024/IMG_20200929_175232400.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCB-F_GBo16CLnYnMlvsQQVRGa70mtagBag2adnG8zItOoZ8PeuoxCdCEFdSHsTn1o-jZgLdu-RiT5gkpjpZAy5yQastyj_i5TcqR8_B-EAo9QDgdqAR3TbgrdjUH9yH-wk8GmA6droGW_/s320/IMG_20200929_175232400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>One of the joys of paddling in low/no wind conditions is that it's easier paddling and easier to read the river but the part I enjoy most is the reflections on the calm water.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2i8hIaY-BAv94ylQDzUIpTJN9VECsLdvlo7Dqe8H7yGsUr-zSBUpcN0Ii8fPrPV4jTiv8__9fcdoYCa-okuPJVydc21tU6w56RSe7ygcko366rki0L3Q2iw2efZe7yWY9FkL0l2q1L4j/s1024/PXL_20200930_013003574.NIGHT.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2i8hIaY-BAv94ylQDzUIpTJN9VECsLdvlo7Dqe8H7yGsUr-zSBUpcN0Ii8fPrPV4jTiv8__9fcdoYCa-okuPJVydc21tU6w56RSe7ygcko366rki0L3Q2iw2efZe7yWY9FkL0l2q1L4j/s320/PXL_20200930_013003574.NIGHT.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Typically when we do the Stillwater section, camp for our first night on the river is somewhere near Fort Bottom. This year, thanks to launching a couple hours earlier than normal, we were able to claim the sandbar near the trailhead. As usual, it was well after we'd made our reservations that we realized this was going to be a full moon trip. The camera doesn't like to focus on the moon but I liked the reflection!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKg7revJMxLHFUwjHAhxM0aw4OBSx4kt-tpFsvn9FUVrLFElf9JyuQiKHMdkKbnSAP_vIqwNwEk7jNQBttLnQAAkTVKuv3-XspIqtJnVlng_Cf8jQSSOOkS5wmB26sMhdighDoq4mWcI0g/s1024/IMG_20200930_093648424.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKg7revJMxLHFUwjHAhxM0aw4OBSx4kt-tpFsvn9FUVrLFElf9JyuQiKHMdkKbnSAP_vIqwNwEk7jNQBttLnQAAkTVKuv3-XspIqtJnVlng_Cf8jQSSOOkS5wmB26sMhdighDoq4mWcI0g/s320/IMG_20200930_093648424.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Sometimes, the reflections are so overwhelming that it's a bit challenging to pick out the channel which changes from year to year.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUPuqGHgRf5obNyfMGLZ94GdZb1x9M1rTb6lvmYDQQj9XZ5A3nNPHRpMl-wbI3ihUUBIxioT4mOYXN04dMf1LfbM5EykZu49uqZ8QMD9f4KvRLBsd3DyGhOtceIjgSfWiiCB_rn2CeJe_/s1024/IMG_20200930_110448544.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUPuqGHgRf5obNyfMGLZ94GdZb1x9M1rTb6lvmYDQQj9XZ5A3nNPHRpMl-wbI3ihUUBIxioT4mOYXN04dMf1LfbM5EykZu49uqZ8QMD9f4KvRLBsd3DyGhOtceIjgSfWiiCB_rn2CeJe_/s320/IMG_20200930_110448544.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The river was MUCH clearer than we'd ever seen it. We're used to having less than 2 inches of visibility but this year we had over 18 inches. Apparently a number of the muddy feeder streams were dry this year. Even so, you have to keep a close eye for the shoals that would send you walking if you didn't pay enough attention!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCdLHElVtPLyLmgIvpcIKcET0AKSpmP6l9OItDT8VqnCpEXpq9vt1c5wkyT6iEe-yjAGycuU5H988wI1z6cZA_AkU-YZu87feXca-Q-T8EBjDR04caHocAMeeSTU2p9Q-ifDT3sqi8Kew/s1024/IMG_20200930_115120167.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCdLHElVtPLyLmgIvpcIKcET0AKSpmP6l9OItDT8VqnCpEXpq9vt1c5wkyT6iEe-yjAGycuU5H988wI1z6cZA_AkU-YZu87feXca-Q-T8EBjDR04caHocAMeeSTU2p9Q-ifDT3sqi8Kew/s320/IMG_20200930_115120167.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The view as we drifted along the White Rim on river left approaching the Millard riffle didn't disappoint. The riffle was splashier than it has been. The line I choose managed to get BJ a bit wet but we avoided every single rock so I was happy.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykluoMGr0aGNkGHRYcKhVTJeCoMMFjPpfmaNYsOQ8POwG3cXyousUftXGmfVH-07bzCumDwGcAJ07HvvNGQVpFZzCBeGFaaIwnXpFRNcWEvXp1LXVm38rBHU_06cdhHhknj_4HBb7qfx7/s1024/PXL_20201001_133340873.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhykluoMGr0aGNkGHRYcKhVTJeCoMMFjPpfmaNYsOQ8POwG3cXyousUftXGmfVH-07bzCumDwGcAJ07HvvNGQVpFZzCBeGFaaIwnXpFRNcWEvXp1LXVm38rBHU_06cdhHhknj_4HBb7qfx7/s320/PXL_20201001_133340873.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We hoped that we would be able to access a favorite spot at Bonita Bend but another party was already there so we continued on to a sandbar at river mile 29 for the night. This day was the busiest day we experienced this trip with two groups camped within a mile upstream and one camped downstream on the sandbar at the top of Valentine Bottom.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0a8R-5O_PTxhOKexazkBAq1_eOdVkF4lTso3OYfNt2SI5vCsU3BwC-0ie6HdVA0iUsbbbnjr5ZBogiX0Z4Eo8CIOa7HNsbO5At83gv4WTQIswo3CuQzRCApFoXPf3pqCTQIziS47b9si/s1024/PXL_20201001_165936054.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0a8R-5O_PTxhOKexazkBAq1_eOdVkF4lTso3OYfNt2SI5vCsU3BwC-0ie6HdVA0iUsbbbnjr5ZBogiX0Z4Eo8CIOa7HNsbO5At83gv4WTQIswo3CuQzRCApFoXPf3pqCTQIziS47b9si/s320/PXL_20201001_165936054.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Unlike most previous years, we weren't planning to camp at Turks Head this year. It's a good thing! The sandbar that we used several previous trips was totally sheared off this year, leaving just an 8 foot tall wall of sand.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5Pv_gPqr9vvotLzBWeB9nlKdps4njLUCu_Nmeu0d2ZbGIRa6xs6FP5Rbd3WmStgF7qmkiu0dDd5g3sH1tbtDCNHjCvhvK-Yk677vJX-qXLf_bhMf4X_fVtjkRdtXgj9srsffHRBpJcze/s1024/PXL_20201002_210402658.MP.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5Pv_gPqr9vvotLzBWeB9nlKdps4njLUCu_Nmeu0d2ZbGIRa6xs6FP5Rbd3WmStgF7qmkiu0dDd5g3sH1tbtDCNHjCvhvK-Yk677vJX-qXLf_bhMf4X_fVtjkRdtXgj9srsffHRBpJcze/s320/PXL_20201002_210402658.MP.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We'd gambled on the camp at Deadhorse Canyon. Dave & I stayed there the first time I did this section of the Green twenty years ago but I'd not been back since. With just a small group and a report that sand had built up in the mouth of the canyon, this was our goal. There were two kayaks there when we arrived but they were just finishing a hike and were continuing on, so we claimed it for our own.</div><div><br /></div><div>I can't cram it all into one post, so there will be another post in a couple weeks or so.</div><div><br /></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com7Deadhorse Canyon, Utah, USA38.3302618 -109.965958710.346728921535416 -145.1222087 66.313794678464589 -74.809708700000016tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-74959182277880525812020-08-30T12:08:00.000-07:002020-08-30T12:08:10.184-07:00Creative Cache Lifecycle<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98ogVwIbTYFHCKNzax2uT8bFXXG8zNMbITgYcNIbG9ezXgzLQbM5LUWLp5kYkwSlNUM5Kp8ZWs_Vr10fMA4eCcmGrOQro3zurEkfVLNgEEMHtYFZ8j0JinmHvrRYDJQXzRWIwMRxXD_Ra/s512/MVIMG_20200825_063803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="512" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98ogVwIbTYFHCKNzax2uT8bFXXG8zNMbITgYcNIbG9ezXgzLQbM5LUWLp5kYkwSlNUM5Kp8ZWs_Vr10fMA4eCcmGrOQro3zurEkfVLNgEEMHtYFZ8j0JinmHvrRYDJQXzRWIwMRxXD_Ra/w328-h328/MVIMG_20200825_063803.jpg" width="328" /></a> With overnight temps occasionally dipping below 90 degrees, it's time to get out and do my annual visitation to my geocaches, assuming they don't get consumed by one of our many forest fires first. This year, I have a number of caches on my list that I'm considering for archival.</p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSa_QhQ9FiQAmWcqiB18-FYHOnAephj_fFQDH5yUGNntKs-NqxyM-Nli44cJJGBWIIhf5xZxQ2cpn3sMETzAsmsC3ONXtQvPcEAry8jQKaEWH2X-OYwl87AKJnIMGnukZl6dJg2uaHq2v7/s1024/202008+August.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSa_QhQ9FiQAmWcqiB18-FYHOnAephj_fFQDH5yUGNntKs-NqxyM-Nli44cJJGBWIIhf5xZxQ2cpn3sMETzAsmsC3ONXtQvPcEAry8jQKaEWH2X-OYwl87AKJnIMGnukZl6dJg2uaHq2v7/w328-h246/202008+August.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>I removed <i>Shave & a Haircut</i>. While the log was easily accessible, the inner container (which was a play on the title) was stuck in the water bottle when the bottle shrunk due to the Arizona heat. This one lasted 33 months, but wasn't one of my better ideas.<p></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPx08BCDS4vWWEVpq-4Ag4X6571BYJ785XZGTXcUMqYjhA7p0dd6niXz85bGsjLIyaCjq0Y4rReHKhc_VhpNrEtHlnVOkkFjYlMvRvw21e6UjimuP1zOc42n_m62rUP4XVViH1MNAG0I1/s512/MVIMG_20200825_090329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="385" data-original-width="512" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAPx08BCDS4vWWEVpq-4Ag4X6571BYJ785XZGTXcUMqYjhA7p0dd6niXz85bGsjLIyaCjq0Y4rReHKhc_VhpNrEtHlnVOkkFjYlMvRvw21e6UjimuP1zOc42n_m62rUP4XVViH1MNAG0I1/w328-h246/MVIMG_20200825_090329.jpg" width="328" /></a></i></div><i>Surf's Up</i> had a good run, lasting 48 months before I decided to remove it. Since it was a puzzle cache, it didn't get as much traffic and the majority of people that did find it struggled to get it open which suggests they didn't get the SharkBite brand reference (push-on plumbing fittings) for the container. The idea for this one developed from a cache in Flagstaff that utilized a SharkBite(tm) fitting.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySR1m4nA8MPMcgtB3D5_DWdzalgWQb2V9zdII5-4uv42gLqU8svC1xb1xCidayqhMQ6pFeOiHS55bg-hoX9JMbtrRoAkWSg9KCKAp0NCHz8S-84eFxPCnGu6bsKWXK90mpbz2uqqr8Nt0/s512/IMG_20151217_173609464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="512" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjySR1m4nA8MPMcgtB3D5_DWdzalgWQb2V9zdII5-4uv42gLqU8svC1xb1xCidayqhMQ6pFeOiHS55bg-hoX9JMbtrRoAkWSg9KCKAp0NCHz8S-84eFxPCnGu6bsKWXK90mpbz2uqqr8Nt0/w328-h328/IMG_20151217_173609464.jpg" width="328" /></a></div><i>Pegleg's Black Gold</i> was a nice idea but lived a very hard life. This was the original, before it was placed. It leveraged a worn out shoe and the leg off a worn out pair of blue jeans. Even though it was cabled in place, the original got stolen (or the pack rats ate the cable as well as everything else!) This was one of a set of three that were placed at the same time. <i>Capt. Kidd's Treasure</i> lasted less than 18 months. This cache lasted a total of 56 months but was rebuilt a couple times. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge_Ut7JEQs_vXB4UR3YvyRDwPnbSwilNEjMZeHoVR_3A7UabRiLWTzyQ6Kz5F3b5iDrTyjopJAw29DMjFbw-Z8kxVqOg89v8JE28VfGy_yNgoc7aemn1dr2sJLQ5EHXTl4azLDwN1P7Y/s1024/202008+August1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge_Ut7JEQs_vXB4UR3YvyRDwPnbSwilNEjMZeHoVR_3A7UabRiLWTzyQ6Kz5F3b5iDrTyjopJAw29DMjFbw-Z8kxVqOg89v8JE28VfGy_yNgoc7aemn1dr2sJLQ5EHXTl4azLDwN1P7Y/w328-h246/202008+August1.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>When I rebuilt it, I used a heavier boot which stood up to the pack rats although they did seem to appreciate the laces and the hooks. The blue jean portion was replaced at least three times but the caches has gotten to the place that the pack rats appreciate it more than the cachers. With one little shred of jean left, it's time to archive this one. The third one of the set (<i>Lost Dutchman</i>) remains in play. It's container looks like it could survive a year yet.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aF397rWnC51OCywxQ9tfU5wNQEMi8GCrTa9WCqHgjtG0SR0JhplKoXgXVckj7E1i0BfNenu10VGYGPfdIerAbRnC3x6seqjPbYtIbYo89HC7DNIy13crC6BVZV5DM1Aq-tXdwUgZr6-e/s512/MVIMG_20200825_071345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="511" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_aF397rWnC51OCywxQ9tfU5wNQEMi8GCrTa9WCqHgjtG0SR0JhplKoXgXVckj7E1i0BfNenu10VGYGPfdIerAbRnC3x6seqjPbYtIbYo89HC7DNIy13crC6BVZV5DM1Aq-tXdwUgZr6-e/w327-h328/MVIMG_20200825_071345.jpg" width="327" /></a></div>At one time, I had two bone caches. Both used sundried calf bones that we spotted when we were out caching one day. Online naysayers said you couldn't use a bone, but turns out they weren't right. This one, <i>Dust to Dust</i>, lasted 53 months, using a bison tube for the log container inside the hollow bone. It's time to free up the spot for something else, whatever that might be.<p></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiND9i1wPJbbJqMZK2Q2jkvsJu0kof56U4cRV4DIg9L6c16mhH8YPfjbJyBkSHBk2PBWre3H3IGFMETCxXr-FbjGqQI6S0uZhYtJSjyKQ9z7E3T7wG-Yj_TygqXCju-U1FylusNkptvhN9W/s1024/202008+August2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiND9i1wPJbbJqMZK2Q2jkvsJu0kof56U4cRV4DIg9L6c16mhH8YPfjbJyBkSHBk2PBWre3H3IGFMETCxXr-FbjGqQI6S0uZhYtJSjyKQ9z7E3T7wG-Yj_TygqXCju-U1FylusNkptvhN9W/w328-h246/202008+August2.jpg" width="328" /></a></i></div><i>Button, Button</i>, like it's <i>Now What?</i> siblings, was constructed of wood. Unlike the others which are still in play, I've never been totally happy with this one since I couldn't get a consistent fit with the dowels. Most often, it would fall apart when you picked it up. No fun having a field puzzle that solved itself! 'Sides that, ground cover was no longer adequate, but it did survive for 4 1/2 years. The ammo can will likely be used again someday for something different.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboJN_u2Xt0Fq5eJATJ9CpM13kzUvVhGpnXKlGF6Miln-oiGg2xusNVk_DzO92j_mJBO_HU3JUmdsrcaeupU3iTvAZOb8Qrd2GdcuVU7bJ6ofyQNoduAH-lg3PLcU6yJWg2oRJFN65x0QN/s1024/202008+August3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboJN_u2Xt0Fq5eJATJ9CpM13kzUvVhGpnXKlGF6Miln-oiGg2xusNVk_DzO92j_mJBO_HU3JUmdsrcaeupU3iTvAZOb8Qrd2GdcuVU7bJ6ofyQNoduAH-lg3PLcU6yJWg2oRJFN65x0QN/w328-h246/202008+August3.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>The cache description was the key to this one. It was placed fairly early in my geocaching experience and has done much better than I had any reason to expect. Once again, an oddball container with a "punnish" description worked, but now it's time to open up some space for something different. <i>Shooting in the Desert</i> had a good run - 57 months.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zTsXvFV0KqE7-kiGboLhM9pHqduUvWzhZSCbilbx0660rQWD0lkZqmKJrZfixUN7RJhbcvYIndD5mjTmfwpPIYbW7UabzrYdoJdU0CyZHao2xkY_6xGDX-X3d0HmRVbBuGFlJbLT8B6s/s1024/MVIMG_20200810_141441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1023" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zTsXvFV0KqE7-kiGboLhM9pHqduUvWzhZSCbilbx0660rQWD0lkZqmKJrZfixUN7RJhbcvYIndD5mjTmfwpPIYbW7UabzrYdoJdU0CyZHao2xkY_6xGDX-X3d0HmRVbBuGFlJbLT8B6s/w327-h328/MVIMG_20200810_141441.jpg" width="327" /></a></div>It hasn't all been archiving. I did find a place for <i>Signal's Travel Planner.</i> It's a gadget cache based on some concepts from the June Gadgettalk podcast. I'm hoping folks enjoy it.<p></p>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com4Apache Junction, more or less33.4150485 -111.54957775.104814663821152 -146.7058277 61.725282336178843 -76.3933277tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-50916135763049381532020-08-02T15:00:00.119-07:002020-08-02T15:00:05.425-07:00More Silver Subie mods<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpXe6UOigTV-jUkvIqepZKtvl3G4m6xjVcJ5gx2fuRvzjgLGi6cBFyYc-5yd8I3mb82B7qp9NCufWrXkrTenI-QHuHAZ_pvyMJRhCXYfuZ3QKQVp_fa1mU7_IGd0PBoBJEOfFtU_Z0GkV/s1024/MVIMG_20200708_111441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpXe6UOigTV-jUkvIqepZKtvl3G4m6xjVcJ5gx2fuRvzjgLGi6cBFyYc-5yd8I3mb82B7qp9NCufWrXkrTenI-QHuHAZ_pvyMJRhCXYfuZ3QKQVp_fa1mU7_IGd0PBoBJEOfFtU_Z0GkV/w328-h247/MVIMG_20200708_111441.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>After <a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2020/06/how-challenging-was-it.html" target="_blank"><b>the June trip</b></a>, I had a couple more mods that I wanted to add to the Silver Subie outfitting. It needed more ventilation, shade, and a spot to sit while logging geocaches or doing research for upcoming trip waypoints. A shelf assembly could help while reducing the amount of slope on the bed.<div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRbTGbQOgzz_17K3va51-jrP3lCij7ckUIZKLZ50mDwsZ8zH7E0dzVIBPskuLk2V3RyqF4_tSpR5vp4WvnjJ6C5VBKsTLhjtCYF08hOxtj2uheZnKvSbLNXx6EdLAcXxroQT9Ckb3jb08/s1024/MVIMG_20200714_084429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRbTGbQOgzz_17K3va51-jrP3lCij7ckUIZKLZ50mDwsZ8zH7E0dzVIBPskuLk2V3RyqF4_tSpR5vp4WvnjJ6C5VBKsTLhjtCYF08hOxtj2uheZnKvSbLNXx6EdLAcXxroQT9Ckb3jb08/w328-h246/MVIMG_20200714_084429.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>While I was making stuff in the shop, I fabricated some magnetic strips. My first attempt with <a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2020/05/challenging.html" target="_blank"><b>screens for the windows</b></a> had used flexible magnet strips but they didn't work well at all. This time I made them from 1/4" plywood with rare earth magnets epoxied in place and covered with a layer of fiberglass.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM9C16y9LgvzprsAXCm70dL2HyA0CeSLpPCS2ZFKL3P1tIL2rpJauO-Oi7ydoicKZAsQZRoW1jte4X1JKfZt9C9T5Q-eGBl1-VnHr-m-UEdYOd9ifVoSxcYvzQBER1knk-EO26GqeRzw6n/s1024/MVIMG_20200718_183105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM9C16y9LgvzprsAXCm70dL2HyA0CeSLpPCS2ZFKL3P1tIL2rpJauO-Oi7ydoicKZAsQZRoW1jte4X1JKfZt9C9T5Q-eGBl1-VnHr-m-UEdYOd9ifVoSxcYvzQBER1knk-EO26GqeRzw6n/w328-h247/MVIMG_20200718_183105.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>The shelf assembly was designed so that it could stay in place even when the back seat is up in the "normal" (at least for most people) position. It still has 10 inches remaining when you get to the black stripe. It works well to hold the computer and I can sit in a folding chair without banging my knees against the always dirty bumper.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5ftatoC-XibBRrs6GzYMuXQ7MjYCDKp5T93ZHZPyCVlzfsoUfFgXU3FLYREp_591Ti4C61OhRQHKrefzPa8NSqmdjS6OhfdUwIGhXHHwCHdH0XCWjeJqWTJ-kDMXUUvEwmDsNj8aKsvq/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_170302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5ftatoC-XibBRrs6GzYMuXQ7MjYCDKp5T93ZHZPyCVlzfsoUfFgXU3FLYREp_591Ti4C61OhRQHKrefzPa8NSqmdjS6OhfdUwIGhXHHwCHdH0XCWjeJqWTJ-kDMXUUvEwmDsNj8aKsvq/w328-h246/MVIMG_20200717_170302.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>The next trick was some shade. I consulted with the smart one in the family about building a shade / netting structure for the back of the Subie but by the time we were done penciling it out, the material, zippers, and other accoutrements were approaching the cost of a ready-built option.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQW-bqYpdf8ZbcTNzR24VCxqvTgy3O_5RHHq2UK-fRqUCA02jGMkVh_tLxymZ965BxWY1cUfd-sP2A-9a5EZmZUXJjyIidgUrRymKKhsHPvqvVytQJ0HCXTQXgOrL5yQAxHDloqPItZhqI/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_172303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQW-bqYpdf8ZbcTNzR24VCxqvTgy3O_5RHHq2UK-fRqUCA02jGMkVh_tLxymZ965BxWY1cUfd-sP2A-9a5EZmZUXJjyIidgUrRymKKhsHPvqvVytQJ0HCXTQXgOrL5yQAxHDloqPItZhqI/w328-h247/MVIMG_20200717_172303.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>It's MUCH bigger (8x8 would be a better match) than I would prefer and the height makes it a bit challenging to put the rainfly on by myself, but it does provide much improved ventilation. It also vastly improves the glare on the computer screen. A side benefit is that it can stay in place to reserve the spot if I'm basing from one location for more than one day.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4nmjHYP9T9NPJo6sTz4WyQ-4jt_IneND18zh3xB7rCmjoZG8f1YxPhoC8sPIPGUjXl5gTOQTUiNbzkpmo46BWWwbXzmL49rVxszjbH5ncohxpW80j7wBoEsoCw-cleJmIW8rIBuACfuR/s1024/MVIMG_20200722_155905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4nmjHYP9T9NPJo6sTz4WyQ-4jt_IneND18zh3xB7rCmjoZG8f1YxPhoC8sPIPGUjXl5gTOQTUiNbzkpmo46BWWwbXzmL49rVxszjbH5ncohxpW80j7wBoEsoCw-cleJmIW8rIBuACfuR/w328-h246/MVIMG_20200722_155905.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>There's one more significant addition in progress, but I just discovered a couple torn CV boots that put the additions on hold while the Subie get a pair of spanking new axles.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQfklWjNOE_gXXnevk04ApZII0M1P4RX3pPEIRqhsL3dCpRTvkCji9oeCKWGgjYG4uWG1U2ZDQwVCoV6-n4iNo1Sq2r4tP2zzXOZJQIb3oMV3X9neqTWC6Wattg70eNxPLm9vGZ4f-BCNC/s1024/MVIMG_20200710_112059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQfklWjNOE_gXXnevk04ApZII0M1P4RX3pPEIRqhsL3dCpRTvkCji9oeCKWGgjYG4uWG1U2ZDQwVCoV6-n4iNo1Sq2r4tP2zzXOZJQIb3oMV3X9neqTWC6Wattg70eNxPLm9vGZ4f-BCNC/w328-h247/MVIMG_20200710_112059.jpg" width="328" /></a></div>Meanwhile, I finally got permission to place the last of a set of <a href="https://justfinding.blogspot.com/2020/04/avoiding-idle-hands.html" target="_blank"><b>five field puzzle caches</b></a> that I built a couple months ago. Not to worry, there's a newer one in the shop that's also waiting for property owner permission.</div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com2Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.6422245.1492241638211524 -146.798474 61.769691836178843 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-84481716879272944242020-07-21T18:54:00.000-07:002020-07-21T18:54:53.697-07:00More Challenging<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPomdIa7eGJi8c5SdC3wR0E_Lxw1Nn5kY57nwyO9I79t8H3qOkI27D10k34zNPtKKEmwTq8RhhsFfZioFk0haRdbZqb3DKjmykNSUOTyRLACjo_aDG1lzLsrsdhGqMsN2qTeD8DbhA0GuP/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_110256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPomdIa7eGJi8c5SdC3wR0E_Lxw1Nn5kY57nwyO9I79t8H3qOkI27D10k34zNPtKKEmwTq8RhhsFfZioFk0haRdbZqb3DKjmykNSUOTyRLACjo_aDG1lzLsrsdhGqMsN2qTeD8DbhA0GuP/s320/MVIMG_20200717_110256.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Temps in the Phoenix area have been their typical summer 110+ which meant it was time to look for more elevation. I spotted a set of six challenge caches just west of Flagstaff that looked interesting, and with elevations above 8000 feet, the weather should be somewhat cooler. I was part way done with the latest set of mods for the Subie, so it seemed a three day trip was in order.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVZFJbwHmmbAYTF63KQyJbla3a9rb8VnHSAlHgAOdNBnyg4jlhjKicPnvLt8Kt1lh3XfaY-uBh-H6BLSspIxnJcA0vpaUNpUTOvReXrc5ZFXJQGzJMsjqiilYC4MqoDS9Mxo24UdchCwz/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_110959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVZFJbwHmmbAYTF63KQyJbla3a9rb8VnHSAlHgAOdNBnyg4jlhjKicPnvLt8Kt1lh3XfaY-uBh-H6BLSspIxnJcA0vpaUNpUTOvReXrc5ZFXJQGzJMsjqiilYC4MqoDS9Mxo24UdchCwz/s320/MVIMG_20200717_110959.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I drove as far as the signage would let me and then started up the hill. The first portion of the trail was clearly a road, but also clearly signed such that motor vehicles weren't allowed. There had been a fire through here years ago, but the forest of pine trees was developing nicely.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8af6yZC3BnlPl-jKXlWUkr-S-iZMd9pWyXLgxHfcvUCu869KQQfREVijrzdnv7msYFf9z-LWSdxrkGji4OBD53ROVqLO9DWpi3DoH4Jlj_qrkq-CsqJfOUorVJKF0m9ntWc8dBsZrNIJu/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_111259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8af6yZC3BnlPl-jKXlWUkr-S-iZMd9pWyXLgxHfcvUCu869KQQfREVijrzdnv7msYFf9z-LWSdxrkGji4OBD53ROVqLO9DWpi3DoH4Jlj_qrkq-CsqJfOUorVJKF0m9ntWc8dBsZrNIJu/s320/MVIMG_20200717_111259.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>There were five challenges that surrounded the rim of an old volcano, with a sixth one down in the crater.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxzzIHQOd8hyphenhyphenlBl0c77COZYsmXQMuGrPUa7oO0R0-P4cV5dXm-yFng45wpM9E49NmqmRsk2JrMbiuk99OJXyxWKa9MPYvlFb7nnT-v5Q0LjMY8zkTOqg7AmrHPPYJyP3hcnU2cU3uVlvj/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_111708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxzzIHQOd8hyphenhyphenlBl0c77COZYsmXQMuGrPUa7oO0R0-P4cV5dXm-yFng45wpM9E49NmqmRsk2JrMbiuk99OJXyxWKa9MPYvlFb7nnT-v5Q0LjMY8zkTOqg7AmrHPPYJyP3hcnU2cU3uVlvj/s320/MVIMG_20200717_111708.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>These caches varied in age from 7 to 10 years old, but don't get much traffic.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnC62t02aWwZIQuLCn2EgrIZOJLEv9fp0VFGhMTvfsYCzc-7cjjHR0LIENpQMQaby9EXF7WUrZHEeoBmOxW4ww5z-HUglYmkPOHrtwQS730E4lV5XY6GKAf3oy1ljsjKmQAV8oDASuBi3/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_113730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnC62t02aWwZIQuLCn2EgrIZOJLEv9fp0VFGhMTvfsYCzc-7cjjHR0LIENpQMQaby9EXF7WUrZHEeoBmOxW4ww5z-HUglYmkPOHrtwQS730E4lV5XY6GKAf3oy1ljsjKmQAV8oDASuBi3/s320/MVIMG_20200717_113730.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I started with the 5th of the series and then worked clockwise around the rim while keeping an eye on the dark clouds gathering over Humphreys Peak. Between the second and third cache that I did, it opened up to good views of the lake / mudhole in the crater.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzv6PZ0y5yjP0H4JK5pA6FPzBj3M3Dqvf6eqcRiYBw2NoCesg1bDEqfju5BO8r7f1vFMlvWFysJIAuiLRD3NHk83hVH4s9ztACNo7iZfKsy1S7vZIQmKX5Z9yF29z2T5KbZkkEsE_in-W/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_122501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzv6PZ0y5yjP0H4JK5pA6FPzBj3M3Dqvf6eqcRiYBw2NoCesg1bDEqfju5BO8r7f1vFMlvWFysJIAuiLRD3NHk83hVH4s9ztACNo7iZfKsy1S7vZIQmKX5Z9yF29z2T5KbZkkEsE_in-W/s320/MVIMG_20200717_122501.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The elevation was high enough that there were still some spring flowers in the shadows.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ9Bj3_IyMb1Y1-Hg-He9oS5DPB-rErIvluEZfIsWBuCuDfVDwRWDKRMnczEe6jeoH93LiSe786c0fVGQQT8wkQroh9X9RKuRBUpF5JgL6TEHvRArL0nuU0tpfEDJhLdJeg4h_DgsKfrM/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_123216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ9Bj3_IyMb1Y1-Hg-He9oS5DPB-rErIvluEZfIsWBuCuDfVDwRWDKRMnczEe6jeoH93LiSe786c0fVGQQT8wkQroh9X9RKuRBUpF5JgL6TEHvRArL0nuU0tpfEDJhLdJeg4h_DgsKfrM/s320/MVIMG_20200717_123216.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>By the time I'd finished the five caches on the rim, I was debating about the last cache in the crater, but the low point in the rim was in line with where I'd parked the Subie and the last cache didn't get visited much with only 24 finds in 10 years.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7g8khBAddqQfSK6b17BUip0PT1_2G2-k9GkS_R69zxTl8-WWfCgLXyG9QVDLH6hutVSazJhMHoQboH0GdiB_TL_Qsyx0coZNkgKIfDOgbPBiTfZBgjAUK2XNEN1R2enp1KmjZ1Do5HS1K/s534/Jcanyoneer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="534" data-original-width="534" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7g8khBAddqQfSK6b17BUip0PT1_2G2-k9GkS_R69zxTl8-WWfCgLXyG9QVDLH6hutVSazJhMHoQboH0GdiB_TL_Qsyx0coZNkgKIfDOgbPBiTfZBgjAUK2XNEN1R2enp1KmjZ1Do5HS1K/s320/Jcanyoneer.jpg" /></a></div>As usual, online maps aren't current. It sure looks like a road to the bottom of the crater, but the nearest legal parking is just about where that road exits the lower edge of the picture.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4m5wDyNokif8GmrGS4dRI-qLZT7Pta5a2HUS9QzGwlmhP6wP8X51qg0K95kdqg0Socyc2K0W7myaojQ51RfSiEJQBE-lbpbiMqmhxDAVpqmHm3x4-rVdtmaM5YW4suf9Kc-u4teEuXRHO/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_130733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4m5wDyNokif8GmrGS4dRI-qLZT7Pta5a2HUS9QzGwlmhP6wP8X51qg0K95kdqg0Socyc2K0W7myaojQ51RfSiEJQBE-lbpbiMqmhxDAVpqmHm3x4-rVdtmaM5YW4suf9Kc-u4teEuXRHO/s320/MVIMG_20200717_130733.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>By the time I was getting close to the car, the black clouds over Humphreys had moved and it was starting to rain, hard!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUx41ns2ObQmnMM9tWmvRNNPPl31TeE9wR3_3px6pLPO05FQTQEKlhx1dPR32EZya12PFcb_8xW69W7S-xoOaOWWCXlV8LWzBcv4T142EXYIvW_v2Lp8Z0VbardYMy7k9kOg8jvFlabEKr/s1024/MVIMG_20200717_134021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="772" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUx41ns2ObQmnMM9tWmvRNNPPl31TeE9wR3_3px6pLPO05FQTQEKlhx1dPR32EZya12PFcb_8xW69W7S-xoOaOWWCXlV8LWzBcv4T142EXYIvW_v2Lp8Z0VbardYMy7k9kOg8jvFlabEKr/s320/MVIMG_20200717_134021.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>It wasn't long and the chuck holes had turned to mud puddles and water was running down the ruts in the road. I departed the forest and headed to Williams for my boondock location. Even though I was still over 6000 feet that evening, it was toasty warm after the rain quit.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-4MoH-QG3FpwTTaX2_96pU_pBShGgyo2oPfM-t0wiZPWZCafdJFV6gdnUB2a_-iceTOPrYdss2LK2Ay9FHFg2J-j-8jtQGV7xJasKjk88jjnijuq2lGM8jQipaiNrmARhTwNW3Rqwe0RO/s1024/MVIMG_20200718_162707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-4MoH-QG3FpwTTaX2_96pU_pBShGgyo2oPfM-t0wiZPWZCafdJFV6gdnUB2a_-iceTOPrYdss2LK2Ay9FHFg2J-j-8jtQGV7xJasKjk88jjnijuq2lGM8jQipaiNrmARhTwNW3Rqwe0RO/s320/MVIMG_20200718_162707.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The next morning, early, I headed to Kingman for the final qualifier for another challenge cache. Kingman is way too low for a summer overnight so after the event I turned around and headed to Prescott where there are a bunch of new challenges. I didn't get them all, but I did get one for my 7,000th find (excluding lab caches.) Camp that night on Mingus Mountain put me over 8,000 feet.</div><div><br /></div><div>Time to head home - more projects for the Subie.</div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com10Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.6422245.1492241638211524 -146.798474 61.769691836178843 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-54907412981282397182020-06-24T14:48:00.000-07:002020-06-24T14:48:24.409-07:00How Challenging Was It??<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGFPxzrUtBHePKAOdy-seG0sADWh7Df4ncYS81KNfOPpiJ_1CUTscSl6DC3d4JW-NfOVuxFTHd2lr6hYCQiu2qanvfZRoi_GvszH-6ag48xRgizeejbUGG8q5HRUkM5Zz6gbVLCFzGuGRT/s1024/MVIMG_20200604_060740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGFPxzrUtBHePKAOdy-seG0sADWh7Df4ncYS81KNfOPpiJ_1CUTscSl6DC3d4JW-NfOVuxFTHd2lr6hYCQiu2qanvfZRoi_GvszH-6ag48xRgizeejbUGG8q5HRUkM5Zz6gbVLCFzGuGRT/s320/MVIMG_20200604_060740.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Seventeen days / sixteen nights & 5,200 miles later, I think we've given the Silver Subie a pretty good test. It has its limitations, but some of those are likely to keep me out of trouble. All in all, it was a very successfully trip!</div></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsjrKtvwLOAyrVmQ18Lo9eLoxCIg5MqhvqlOdX_-ddy1OPaX5ZUuDcZRUbh_dHatc-D0p2yZowsEh6pD9bpYoYbf5gjUgOfIS7NDNKDY-fb4J4IdG6WMDuEWO_4FknR9lphvuhM8PsJab/s512/Trip+Route+Completed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="385" data-original-width="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsjrKtvwLOAyrVmQ18Lo9eLoxCIg5MqhvqlOdX_-ddy1OPaX5ZUuDcZRUbh_dHatc-D0p2yZowsEh6pD9bpYoYbf5gjUgOfIS7NDNKDY-fb4J4IdG6WMDuEWO_4FknR9lphvuhM8PsJab/s320/Trip+Route+Completed.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I decided to do the trip in a clockwise direction to give as much time as possible for snow melt in the Rockies. Much of the trip was high country, intentionally, to keep temperatures reasonable. I crossed the Sierra twice and flirted with it one other time. I lost count of the number of times I crossed the continental divide.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYrx5uhJtlO3lbco1pBMdbHGslQtis8h6FBrV4vghr5J-sm8AeC6UT_hwecSWVzeF6ASIseKVYtCc8itoQZQPlu1yBBBXHwkpP7DC3fTM6c01LxmHmhEx08_jqR2RnDkIwZfVMNhEbxYOG/s1024/MVIMG_20200603_110505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="772" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYrx5uhJtlO3lbco1pBMdbHGslQtis8h6FBrV4vghr5J-sm8AeC6UT_hwecSWVzeF6ASIseKVYtCc8itoQZQPlu1yBBBXHwkpP7DC3fTM6c01LxmHmhEx08_jqR2RnDkIwZfVMNhEbxYOG/s320/MVIMG_20200603_110505.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Day one was primarily a positioning day. Day two was a bit emotional as I spent time at what remains of Manzanar, one of the camps where we interned citizens who were the wrong color. This happened to be the same day the President was using military to move protesters so that he could do a photo-op in front of a church.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XWS0tHvR3HliqYzUnyaJeSJY8itPcXmfK-7i1ZjyRxbb_aPmF2iaVSsKeJyi392mKaVdGe4lw4exDwHTD6x0lr4xIHbiFtu3f-FWDRSlrZfSu5VHjYDNl3EHk4EIE9BMcfvDxd7OTvTR/s1024/MVIMG_20200604_080608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2XWS0tHvR3HliqYzUnyaJeSJY8itPcXmfK-7i1ZjyRxbb_aPmF2iaVSsKeJyi392mKaVdGe4lw4exDwHTD6x0lr4xIHbiFtu3f-FWDRSlrZfSu5VHjYDNl3EHk4EIE9BMcfvDxd7OTvTR/s320/MVIMG_20200604_080608.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>While BJ and I have driven Highway 395 and California 49 with the Scamp, it was much nicer driving these narrow (sometimes VERY narrow) and curvy roads in the car. It was much easier to find places to pull off and enjoy the views.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMqDsf5R3j9zBiMkeS-VuLGtZ_2YvSG6MGvwp1TQ0CfE1voR2oe8GgRhAgYMOGFAxioe5oFAKRv5N7zfkBvwiTUcufAI9bgif_OdJgku408JUqhsWQTKs4zHtrl4jh9O5kZXeeRJAA7sX/s1024/MVIMG_20200605_165313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMqDsf5R3j9zBiMkeS-VuLGtZ_2YvSG6MGvwp1TQ0CfE1voR2oe8GgRhAgYMOGFAxioe5oFAKRv5N7zfkBvwiTUcufAI9bgif_OdJgku408JUqhsWQTKs4zHtrl4jh9O5kZXeeRJAA7sX/s320/MVIMG_20200605_165313.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Very nearly all of the National Forest and National Park campgrounds in California were closed as they were in some other areas. Those that were open seemed to be open only if you held a reservation. It just helped confirm my intention to social distancing by boondocking.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0_Deef-RBrQBWoVBcRcA9Lkmr6-Kv6zutPcIVgMhRNFdUbgBI4ZFdW6aUGJWJybEfHf8-kujmosp_MEw0VQxLJYggP_2NdeFo523hZm1dqPp3DNCqL8ke1M5_1PwJ2WIVcvx_r2A5vjD/s1024/MVIMG_20200606_163803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0_Deef-RBrQBWoVBcRcA9Lkmr6-Kv6zutPcIVgMhRNFdUbgBI4ZFdW6aUGJWJybEfHf8-kujmosp_MEw0VQxLJYggP_2NdeFo523hZm1dqPp3DNCqL8ke1M5_1PwJ2WIVcvx_r2A5vjD/s320/MVIMG_20200606_163803.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div>My eye is always drawn to abandoned structures, especially those that reflect some quality construction. This one was in Harney County, Oregon, not far from the one and only geocache I've found in Harney County. With the exception of the broken windows, this place looks like it could be livable. The barn was built of stone as well.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLH31ueiWIgwelMaX9gIlqoVKy8V8N5W__nTyGlExENan0ptQ1WeTl2R0aDKhj-vwyfvgl-25PswQHv40GyuIJr6T6TXplZ3b-cy5r_skqpmmPr0iUqh9WD4z9amphFZkjZRTEDQEN0X4f/s1024/MVIMG_20200611_131952.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="767" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLH31ueiWIgwelMaX9gIlqoVKy8V8N5W__nTyGlExENan0ptQ1WeTl2R0aDKhj-vwyfvgl-25PswQHv40GyuIJr6T6TXplZ3b-cy5r_skqpmmPr0iUqh9WD4z9amphFZkjZRTEDQEN0X4f/s320/MVIMG_20200611_131952.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I wasn't surprised to see visitor centers and other businesses closed. I was a bit surprised at the number of caches that weren't available because they were inside businesses or visitor centers without noting any access limitations in the cache description.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTRMJ0g7lbevln_wfTTpys6qpaIQF-KK0ViVURVE_6cVlxH78azWjLhteZPt2vQ4UlrxAR4uoNQ40fNHYYEgaYUDA1H2UztCK7Echu6K7MgHLLKqZX76X_yAPsYLDBKz7IY3oMcbGWVaQ/s1024/MVIMG_20200612_122704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTRMJ0g7lbevln_wfTTpys6qpaIQF-KK0ViVURVE_6cVlxH78azWjLhteZPt2vQ4UlrxAR4uoNQ40fNHYYEgaYUDA1H2UztCK7Echu6K7MgHLLKqZX76X_yAPsYLDBKz7IY3oMcbGWVaQ/s320/MVIMG_20200612_122704.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>By the time I got to the high country of Colorado, most of the snow was gone. There was a big bank of snow on a side road just a few hundred feet from the top of Rabbit's Ear Pass so I got to do a bit of hiking to pick up the first cache in one of the counties.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWbxWbC_LuRUpXslnOm0Nbu4IdXEy4CrKgwBiWFjfxqhbHDv4hqtdcVOSTGmC2O29tScINAK9SC8eKbo7LRXXQchDdee7vOJ8LrUpyeW_mhvsb14tXxxd4sUQX6bQq8M_PBknf0ELmaR7n/s1024/MVIMG_20200612_131229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWbxWbC_LuRUpXslnOm0Nbu4IdXEy4CrKgwBiWFjfxqhbHDv4hqtdcVOSTGmC2O29tScINAK9SC8eKbo7LRXXQchDdee7vOJ8LrUpyeW_mhvsb14tXxxd4sUQX6bQq8M_PBknf0ELmaR7n/s320/MVIMG_20200612_131229.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Choices, choices. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEemnfgGl4mEoJ5q89s7YYMcYN4dDoWhHgGtMgjVARV-R76S6BJ1bRTSBZzscWkjgJwpGYgA55DlWQigBQkaXe4Dtc2M0HARgOlbW3IKv-qA7_CbTm_hldDGofJKNQTZftMF02tV7s343/s1024/MVIMG_20200615_101745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="769" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEemnfgGl4mEoJ5q89s7YYMcYN4dDoWhHgGtMgjVARV-R76S6BJ1bRTSBZzscWkjgJwpGYgA55DlWQigBQkaXe4Dtc2M0HARgOlbW3IKv-qA7_CbTm_hldDGofJKNQTZftMF02tV7s343/s320/MVIMG_20200615_101745.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I lost count how many times the Subie and I crossed the Continental Divide. At least twice on this day approaching Leadville. Leadville was a disappointment but the South Park region of Colorado was amazing! High elevation, rolling hills, open grassy meadows, etc. I want to return and spend more time there!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnpYg71EL9gF4u4wPBHxe6cNKVtJIXJp7oO4IgtjJ6dt9BCAiOAGDGwexz-1A-vBOsKTF3Ue6KhTN9KC6bPJrU8u25pVLvZp9RcPw-sUp5thyYEuDeiK4T0mxExYx23ObFO4hJ6Zj7-tz7/s1024/MVIMG_20200615_074305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnpYg71EL9gF4u4wPBHxe6cNKVtJIXJp7oO4IgtjJ6dt9BCAiOAGDGwexz-1A-vBOsKTF3Ue6KhTN9KC6bPJrU8u25pVLvZp9RcPw-sUp5thyYEuDeiK4T0mxExYx23ObFO4hJ6Zj7-tz7/s320/MVIMG_20200615_074305.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>As is so often the case, the highlights weren't anticipated. One of the highlights for me was a cache that I'd selected because it sounds like it had a good view. Turns out, it overlooks the Arkansas River as it enters the Royal Gorge. The cache had not been found for over three years. Rust, history, railroad, whitewater, lonely cache. What more could you want?</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJkIZeqmERck0uYO8V7Us0-dguHpfol3h-7eFiD2en-VZVd3od_mUnLt44wjUKTqygkVANBZ4UHA9Q9VIc0u6KVXbW5JStNU5-4JxbdqDa86hpB6lC9rWPpEcHIisu7Z1_7CP-zvUWxuXQ/s1024/MVIMG_20200617_133345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJkIZeqmERck0uYO8V7Us0-dguHpfol3h-7eFiD2en-VZVd3od_mUnLt44wjUKTqygkVANBZ4UHA9Q9VIc0u6KVXbW5JStNU5-4JxbdqDa86hpB6lC9rWPpEcHIisu7Z1_7CP-zvUWxuXQ/s320/MVIMG_20200617_133345.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Before the trip, I'd checked online and it looked like none of the pie places in Pie Town were open, but when I came through mid-afternoon on my last full day, the Gathering Place was open. They didn't have the New Mexico Apple that I was dreaming about, but...</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTenbb0QSr1zpclk2rR_gEYA6EtGsdVaPjMuszcYcfBC2TWBWVz1D6uofsVbd3ThxN8WjAKqz-c3-epU5hpafIg98UDz0O07xfIujscu1U5Kkcad8iCK02Vx_zUzLipZm9Gwcy2d6Ui01/s1024/MVIMG_20200617_145814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTenbb0QSr1zpclk2rR_gEYA6EtGsdVaPjMuszcYcfBC2TWBWVz1D6uofsVbd3ThxN8WjAKqz-c3-epU5hpafIg98UDz0O07xfIujscu1U5Kkcad8iCK02Vx_zUzLipZm9Gwcy2d6Ui01/s320/MVIMG_20200617_145814.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>A blueberry / peach pie had just come out of the oven. I made a place for it in my kitchen drawer and let it cool down while I put some more miles behind us. I could honestly say it didn't keep well, but I don't think I'll clarify that statement.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8m2GBAv0B1hBF6aIEKVq4m0YRyGuOwQBcium3SIsyrn8z42xjTfLxHLnYGZ1y_avPUnfW8o2kMQtKjmlJQ05U6kEvo_11R8YeO2AHZUU39WSEHTxBuN7c5iiphSOKU2PVYMEfff7dHKpi/s945/Counties+after+SSS+trip+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="521" data-original-width="945" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8m2GBAv0B1hBF6aIEKVq4m0YRyGuOwQBcium3SIsyrn8z42xjTfLxHLnYGZ1y_avPUnfW8o2kMQtKjmlJQ05U6kEvo_11R8YeO2AHZUU39WSEHTxBuN7c5iiphSOKU2PVYMEfff7dHKpi/s320/Counties+after+SSS+trip+%25283%2529.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>All told, I added 56 counties to the map and completed the <b><a href="https://coord.info/GC2375Q" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Utah's Nearest Neighbor Challenge (GC2375Q)</a></b> that had been the primary impetus for the trip. This challenge has only been claimed 14 times since it was published over 10 years ago. I also got the last two altitude bands I needed to complete <b><a href="https://coord.info/GC56F47" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Altitude Belt Challenge (GC56F47)</a></b>. It would only be honest to admit that I signed the log for the <b><a href="https://coord.info/GC56GY8" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Absolutely No Life Challenge (GC56GY8)</a></b> but I'd qualified for it before I left on the trip.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've got a couple more projects to do on the car before I do another major boondocking trip with it. It needs a sliding shelf under the foot of the bed and I need to create a windscreen / shade for the open hatch area. The kitchen setup worked well EXCEPT that it needs an effective windscreen (or trips that aren't as windy as this one was.) More power and a low range gearbox would be nice but those are the things that likely keep me out of trouble!</div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com7Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.6422245.1492241638211524 -146.798474 61.769691836178843 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-57353602576259126552020-05-31T20:26:00.000-07:002020-05-31T20:26:03.604-07:00Challenging<div>One of the blogs I read regularly mentioned that Blogger had a new blog development format so I decided I'd give it a try. Like anything new, I'm not sure yet...</div><div><br /></div><div>It looks like this is going to be one of those years. With the exception of the year that BJ's back was a major issue, we've traveled every summer for the past 10 years or so. This year is going to be a bit of a challenge to see if I can check out some back roads while avoiding people.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJz0wjy2JqKDsDSCcx3mgXniYX2H3gpUxpNejnoDxaafnf9G3wXDMkQQhWULxGtnk8DCqP63jxigpXKxyHrLIXO2bX-zPYBLtOTWZtqfVBooQ202bo6iB7VnP__f-8iXkw_a2ZXjfOLbPl/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="551" data-original-width="755" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJz0wjy2JqKDsDSCcx3mgXniYX2H3gpUxpNejnoDxaafnf9G3wXDMkQQhWULxGtnk8DCqP63jxigpXKxyHrLIXO2bX-zPYBLtOTWZtqfVBooQ202bo6iB7VnP__f-8iXkw_a2ZXjfOLbPl/s320/Counties+Before.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Over a year ago, I noticed a challenge cache in Utah (<b><a href="https://coord.info/GC2375Q">GC2375Q</a></b>) that requires you to find a cache in every Utah county as well as every county that borders Utah. I'm only missing 3 counties in Utah, one in Nevada, and a couple handfuls in the NE corner. Like most projects, it's grown more complex. I'm only short 4 counties to "black out" Nevada. Harney County, Oregon is the only SE Oregon county I'm missing... It leads one to wonder how far could I go?</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYXdAOFWdyalV10E2S2dgDLmdjizIWOweDIJVsUBz7UKbr2FphSGiI5fg41zeXzv-KFXSqeH6NBtvQ_jpiHCk0QaOMwQCzOA6fM6Pjm1gtLK4fx2Z_KQkCmYhyphenhyphen6LvCwS3-EbewgXp4UIh/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYXdAOFWdyalV10E2S2dgDLmdjizIWOweDIJVsUBz7UKbr2FphSGiI5fg41zeXzv-KFXSqeH6NBtvQ_jpiHCk0QaOMwQCzOA6fM6Pjm1gtLK4fx2Z_KQkCmYhyphenhyphen6LvCwS3-EbewgXp4UIh/s320/MVIMG_20200529_101048.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>While I have a plan, it's hard to say how this will turn out. It's dependent on boondocking locations with manageable temperatures and state guidelines with enough flexibility to allow solo travel. <br /><br />I've figured out a way to get a bit of circulation if I'm sleeping in the car, and I'm taking my <b><a href="https://hennessyhammock.com/">Hennessy Hammock</a></b> along for those times I might have an appropriate tree to hold one end.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8xwAb6KekPOTY9PXpJTerVJ2fVkZ21Y8QU3JwBXTZQ-OuxYv_FWsZb6q5U4VZNxikbNfeWL9QixKo9SkmEoJK7Y4K9QXWnW95sz1HMLaTg1iNOxzawRlw4r0Q8zOHsOJSbXGkKcgQzMlm/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8xwAb6KekPOTY9PXpJTerVJ2fVkZ21Y8QU3JwBXTZQ-OuxYv_FWsZb6q5U4VZNxikbNfeWL9QixKo9SkmEoJK7Y4K9QXWnW95sz1HMLaTg1iNOxzawRlw4r0Q8zOHsOJSbXGkKcgQzMlm/s320/MVIMG_20200529_101118.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>The car has a fresh oil change and is loaded with food and drink and all the other supplies and equipment needed to avoid people while enjoying some lonely roads. Should be fun. We'll see how far I get. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com7Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.6422244.885100454141913 -146.798474 62.033815545858083 -76.485974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-58183003553282861602020-04-27T16:49:00.000-07:002020-05-01T20:57:31.826-07:00Avoiding Idle Hands<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With the Governor continuing to encourage us to stay home, my idle hands continued gravitating towards the garage. With the kitchen for the Subie done, it was time to start creating future smiles.<br />
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As is typically the case for my gadget caches, I started with Baltic birch plywood to build the boxes.<br />
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Yes, that was boxes - plural. It's always more challenging to build several different caches at the same time. There's some process advantage, but since I'm too lazy to draw up designs, there's a lot more thinking time to keep the details separate.<br />
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I've used baltic birch with a seal coat of epoxy since I started building gadget caches 4 1/2 years ago. I've discovered the limits of that construction tends to be 3 to 4 years in our climate, so 18 months ago I started adding a layer of 4 oz fiberglass cloth on the exterior of the boxes. I figure that will add at least an extra year, even if I don't do any other maintenance.<br />
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The glass cloth should be just enough extra strength to eliminate (I hope) the weather checking that starts around year three.<br />
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This one is a design that I've had on my list to do for a couple years. The conceptual test had worked well, and I've had the bits and pieces in stock for a long time.<br />
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Turns out, the conceptual test was inadaquate. My design tolerances were tight enough that when fully loaded there was too much friction. I thought it might have been a high maintenance cache, so I took a detour and created a totally different design with the container.<br />
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This is another partially formed idea that had bounced around in my head for at least a year, but recently another cacher provided some input that allowed this one to see the light of day. It's reprentative of how I sometimes feel these days - a bit unhinged.<br />
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If that weren't enough, I got a bit wired on this one. We'll see if it makes people light up.<br />
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There's more to this one but you'll have to find it to find out.<br />
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All of these are designed to mount on 4" parking lot light poles. They seem to be safer there than hanging in trees out in the forest.<br />
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Cachers (including me) talk disparagingly of lamp post caches aka LPCs, but I doubt these will fall into that same category. Now all I have to do is convince the right property owners to host one of these on their lamp posts.<br />
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My anticipated road trip for August has cancelled for this year since it involved large international gatherings. I'm hoping things open up enough that we can go wander some back roads.Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com3Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.64222433.2475495 -111.9649475 33.6713665 -111.3195005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-25516424711807680112020-04-19T12:48:00.000-07:002020-04-19T12:48:33.781-07:00Time for a Kitchen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Our shirt-tail relatives at <b><a href="https://newlifeoldfarm.com/a-year/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Glory Farm</a></b> are building a kitchen this year. In an effort to keep up, I decided to take my woodbutcher skills to the garage and build a kitchen also. Of course, my kitchen is going to be a bit smaller...<br />
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Sometimes, I like to do fine finish woodworking. In this case, toughness trumps looks. No fancy joinery, just pin nails to hold it while the Gorilla Glue dries on the fancy two level structure.<br />
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The top section will have a flip top and a divider to separate the heavy stuff from the easily crushed, perhaps more important stuff like cookies and chips.<br />
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The only reason I used walnut for the doublers was because I had a left over piece in the scrap pile. Since I rarely draw any plans for my projects, it was less exciting to build the drawer after I had the cabinet constructed.<br />
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The drawer is divided like the upper section and is notched for a flat removable cover over one half of the drawer.<br />
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I'm kind of wishing I'd used oil based varnish for that golden glow instead of the water based (and water clear) version that leaves the cabinet looking pale.<br />
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Looks like these two pictures are out of order. Had to make sure the drawer fit before putting in the divider!<br />
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The drawer rides on full extension, heavy duty slides. The flip up top opens and jams nicely against the upper door frame when it's almost vertical. Sometimes you get lucky!<br />
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The shelf on the left rides on the shock tower at the forward end and an angled brace at the back. It will fit a 20 liter jerry can if I can find one with the vent in a better location. The unit is just long enough that the drawer pull clears the back door by 1/4 inch. No chance of the drawer opening by mistake!<br />
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With my kitchen done, here's hoping I get to use it this summer!<br />
<br />Just Finding Our Wayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949946888771199142noreply@blogger.com9Mesa, AZ33.459458 -111.64222433.2475495 -111.9649475 33.6713665 -111.3195005tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-989056353477367987.post-89560812408413778222020-04-10T12:48:00.000-07:002020-04-19T10:46:42.089-07:00Have a HeartAs has been my pattern for the past several years, I took the Scamp to Quartzsite and Yuma for several weeks in late January and early February. On my list of things to do while there was to purchase 40 or 50 small ammo cans. In past year there has been a vendor in the swap meet that had 30 mm ammo cans for $5 each, but this year he had none - zip - zilch - nada!<br />
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I'd been day dreaming about putting out a themed geoart but with the lack of ammo cans that had been the basis (at least in my head) I had to shuffle a bit. I finally found a source for inexpensive candle tins that would serve as the containers for much of the series.<br />
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I'm a fan of letterbox style geocaches. The posted coordinates take you to a starting place and then descriptive directions lead you to the actual cache. This series of letterboxes was based on the concept of love letters. Ideally it would have been in place for Valentine's Day but it was not to be.<br />
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Dromedary Peak was visible from much of the area where the caches were placed and was often used as a baseline to orient the seekers.<br />
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The posted coordinates were chosen to create the shape of the geoart, and then individual directions were created from each of the posted coordinates to final placement. It took an average of 30 minutes each to chose a final location, take final coordinate readings, and write up the directions to navigate from the posted coordinates to the final location of each cache.<br />
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Even some of the cactus decided to play along.<br />
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There were occasional cattle trails, but almost always headed somewhere other than where the next cache was placed. Avoiding thorny stuff is a key skill for this series!<br />
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Sometimes a route would be obvious, other times it might require a significant detour to avoid heavy growth.<br />
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There's a cache out there somewhere - I'm sure of it.<br />
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Sometimes the obvious saguaro served as "signposts" in the directions,<br />
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But sometimes they weren't as obvious from a distance.<br />
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All told, the 41 letterbox caches spanned over 5 miles of desert as the crow flies. The reality was that straight lines between caches wasn't possible so the hiking distance is considerably more. Only a very small handful are near roads, assuming your definition of "road" is loose enough!<br />
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In addition to the letterboxes, Cupid put out 17 Wherigo caches - mostly in the form of preform tubes - to create the arrow portion of the geoart.<br />
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These were published in early March and have seen more traffic than I anticipated. Most of the smart folks have broken it into 3 or 4 different days but there have been some that did it all in one day. It's out of town far enough, and enough work, that physcial distancing for cachers hasn't been an issue!<br />
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For some reason the pictures disappeared from this post and then the post itself disappeared, so this is a rebuild for the record.<br />
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