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Sunday, October 27, 2013

Down To The Sea In Ships

Well, maybe not ships, but the word is maybe a synonym for hauling, and that sort of goes with truck, so there you are.

The plan was to go to the tidal basin, I guess it is, next to old NTC, and do all the caches there.  So I got up and out at 6:30 AM this foggy Sunday and headed west.  I decided I oughta do that one cache on the San Diego River that I didn't get before, in the Power Trail, since it had been replaced recently.  I parked the vehicle and headed over to spot.  Turned on the phone.  Nope, that ain't the spot.  It's near the OTHER bridge, was over there even wester.  So I walked down there.  There was a female urban camper sleeping nearby, but I made the find without waking her up.  I returned to the vehicle and headed off to Olde NTC.

Birds on the wires across the San Diego River.


And when I arrived there as some sort of Halloween Pumpkin Fun Run or something.  The sidewalks were crowded with runners.  So I didn't even stop.  I head over to the bay, so as to walk along it and find some caches there.  But I was not able to find a parking spot, so I decided to head home.

But as I passed Old Town I remembered the White Deer Of Mission Hills cache, so I went up the steep hill to the Inspiration Point part of Presidio Park, parked, ate a banana, and walked up the hill to find the cache. The phone had me fifty feet away, on the other side of a locked gate, but the hint told me where to look.  So that is one of the great things about the geocaching app on the phone, you got the hints.  Another great thing is one can do spur-of-the-moment caches like this!  And another is you can log the find (or not-find) from the phone. Which I did.  Un-great is trying to type on the little screen.  Lots of fat-finger typos!

I fired up the GPS to check the iPhone, they were both the same, so I think the published coordinates were off a little.  Or maybe it was just the vagueries (I just spent a half-hour looking up THAT word!) of the ether.

Several guys showed up to play Frisbee Golf.  I passed through them down to the parking lot, and then on to the Point itself, where I found another cache. I headed back to the vehicle, and took another picture along the way.

Looking down at the 8 from Inspiration Point, or thereabouts.


I should point out that these are all iPhone pictures. 

I left the Presidio taking the back-streets across the valley, to the other side of the 395 and up Mission Center Road to Sevan  Ct., where we enter the dark and forbidding Canyon known as...Sevan Ct. Canyon.

Where I spent an hour, and not for the first time, looking for the first waypoint of a multicache.  Gave up and headed up the canyon to find another cache, which was placed at the top of a sixty-foot scramble up a hillside. Which I complained about, as it was leaving an unattractive trail. And yet I went there.  WELL, after that I headed by down to spend another inordinate amount of time looking for that darn cache, but finally gave up.

The main path in Sevan Ct. canyon.


And headed home.

To do this.

Well, I stopped in at Home Depot to get that Spray Hose Guide I need for the bird bath upgrade. THEN home!  To pick cactus thorns out of my hands?  Did I mention that the elusive multicache is possibly located in a cactus plant?  Or maybe not, who knows?
 



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