That Shiny Thing, or, Epic Serendipity

I went over to check on what the kids were doing on the computers. One of them had a strange-looking image on there, but she quickly scrolled past it. I asked her to scroll back. I looked closely. I shouted out, "I've GOT one of those! I've been trying to figure out what it was for TEN YEARS!"

And you people on the web were NO HELP AT ALL!

My brother gave me this shiny thing back in 1999 or so. He found it in the Lost Articles box at a restaurant (or bar?) he was working (or not!) at. I posted it back in 2007 on my picture page, with a plea to help identify it.

Nothing.

It took a child, a mere child, to make it happen!

Scroll down past the giant pic!

It turns out it is a sugar refractometer. It is for measuring the sugar content in beer, wine, and syrup. And the like. A link to how to use one.

Now, where did I hide the darn thing?

Of THIS, And Of THAT

I took three hours of vacation time today.

This is how I spent it:



What else has been going on?

Meh, I rode the bike to work today.

MILDLY AMUSING (AND SHORT!) TALES FROM WORK

Becca came in the other day to fax. She forgot the fax number she was calling, so she asked me to look it up on the interweb. I did so, then she found it on the paper she was sending. She said, "I am the big funny woman!" I said, "Becca, I think you are thinking in Spanish again!"


A rather short sixth-grader came up to me and announced how much he liked this school because of all the girls here. I said, "Oookaaaayy." He said, "Yah, my old school didn't have nuthin'!" The eighth-grade girls sitting nearby were quite amused.


A couple of retired teachers (subs) were sitting around the library discussing my notorious crankiness and other amusing anecdotes, at my expense. But one said that I am beloved.

I went to a workshop yesterday and was treated to a video of how not to act as a library staffer. Oddly, it was pretty much me! I said, "But that's what I do, I do CRANKY! And, I am beloved!" The presenter said, "(insert my name here), you are a special case."

That's all I got.

This'n'That

Found this on my desk. Check the expiration date. SURELY this hasn't been sitting there since 1996! My desk was moved into this building in 2002, I think. You mean to say I haven't cleaned my desk in fourteen years?? It's possible!

Saw this gigantic electrical receptacle on a little building attached to a community center. That's a receptacle for serious amperage/voltage/frequency! We used to work on these back on the air base. They plugged portable generators into them. What do they plug in HERE?

Just around the corner was this sign. What have they got in there?

At the grocery store today I saw a guy sitting on a chair in the bed of his rather large pickup truck, just a talkin' on his mobile phone. He was there the whole time I was shopping. I thought he was probably some kind of disturbed, but a cart guy was talking to him like he knew him.


Well, that's all I got, LATER!

Ode

Ran across this while inventorying

Excerpts from: Star-Spangled Ode, by Phyllis McGinley

My country, 'tis to thee and all thy way
I lift my harp in praise.
Land of tall forests, hills, lakes, seas and valleys
Of balmy climes and climates somewhat horrider;
Land of Vermont and Maine and also Florider;
...
For good or for ill, this is my chosen nation,
Home of Joe Louis and the D.A.R.,
Fairs, floods, the Federal Investigation,
And the used car;
...
Of rocking chairs on country porches rocking,
And the slim leg in the superlative stocking.
...
And we have Donald Duck and Pasasmaquoddy,
And more laws than anybody.

Get a copy of This Land Is Mine: An Anthology Of American Verse, edited by Al Hine (Lippincott, c1965), and read the whole thing. Plus a bunch of other nifty poems.

What's On TV?

I wish I could reply directly to the comments, the comments SOME of you make! I have to approve them, then I forget which post they are referring to! I don't know how the big-time bloggers do it.

I was watching "Running Wilde" last night on the television and it flashed a scene of the "vacation" cottage. I said, "I've seen that before, there's a picture of it in my 'Shelter' book!" And in "Handmade House: A Guide To The Wood Butcher's Art". And I've always LOVED that little cottage/cabin, and wanted to know where it is. I did a lot of research and found nothing about the location, but I watched the episode again on the interweb and found that it is NOT the same house, but one very like. Compare the pics:


The "Running Wilde" cottage


The "Shelter" cottage.

They ARE very alike, and both very cute, but sadly, not the same place.

But, I'd STILL like to know where they are!

Today I manned-up and stopped by Appliance Parts Center in El Cajon, a most EXCELLENT place with EXTREMELY knowledgeable people. I barely flashed my print-out of the photo of the serial number of my warshing machine when she grabbed the part I needed from under the counter. She said it's a very common repair. And practically the same for the dryer part I needed!

Here is what I purchased:



Warshing machine agit dogs on the left, the dryer door latch on the right. I replaced the dogs, now the agitator goes round and round! A very large screwdriver and some Vise Grips made short work of the dryer door-side latch, now it finally shuts soundly. It only took me five months to deal with these little problems!

I worked on my flat tire, too. I found four thorns, but only one had pierced the tube. I hope. It was a very tiny hole, I'm not REAL sure I covered it with the patch. So, it's sitting in the garage all pumped up, and I shall check it for leakage tomorrow. By the way, I now have FIVE patches on that tube. Might be time for a new tube!

It's Hot HOt HOT!

Went out to Tierrasanta this morning to do a bit of geocaching. I parked at the trailhead at the east end of Clairemont Mesa Blvd. There is construction going on, so you can only access this on Sunday. I crossed the beautiful rusty metal bridge, finding the cache underneath, then headed up the hill, to the north. I was passed by a lady dog-walker with three large dogs.

I looked for the Evil Micro caches, but couldn't find ANY of them! They are truly EVIL!

I should have looked at the elevation map, there was a lot more up hill and down hill than I expected. I was truly hammered on the way back. But, I digress..

I found Oh! Susannah fairly easily, but as for Monkey's Stairway, I could SEE the stairway, but there was a fence in the way. From the logs, i see, NOW, that there may be a hole in the fence. Or, alternatively, one must parked on the 52 and dash down the hill.

Well, I turned to the east to get the caches along the Shepard Pond Loop Trail.

I was signing the log and taking a picture of the piggie I was going to leave (but it wouldn't fit) when a large German Shepard dog with a red handkerchief came nosing around, and a minute later her (Does that make my "dog" reference incorrect?) people came along, too. I said,
"I guess that isn't a coyote, what with the handkerchief!"


View towards Tierrasanta, and of the piggie.

The other day, September 19th, there was a fire along the 52, caused by an automobile (of course) . I didn't see any ducks at Shepard Pond, but I found what was left of the geocache.


The lid is melted, but the log is in there. I left a replacement container with a new log.

By this time I was really hot. I finished my first water bottle, ate an Albertson's Granola Bar, then headed back to the parking spot.

It seemed like a lot more uphill, and sweat kept getting in my eyes. It was very painful! And the uphills were very tiring. The flats were not so bad, of course. Ain't it always the way?

I checked again on of those EVIL cahes, but STILL couldn't find it.

Met a dad taking his small son to see the big steel bridge. I was sitting at the Volcano cache, signing the log, when they came back a few minutes later. The bridge was all they wanted to see.

The parking at this end of the Blvd. is that reverse kind that is bike-friendly.



I was able to back-in, no problem. And that is saying something! When you pull out, the view of oncoming traffic is much better. I think it is the Way To Go™*! UC Davis has an extensive (24 pages PDF format) article on the subject.

It was around 94.9 °F when I got back to the vehicle. I turned the air-conditioning on high, and hit the road!

Gmaps Pedometer link for today's route. It says I walked 5.9339 miles and used 762.9036251262878 calories. How precise can you get?


*The ™ symbol is used herein in a humorous context.

It's Elemental

I went over to the Home Depot to find some electrical range elements. I did not spot them in the remembered place, so I asked a fellow for assistance. They were twenty feet to the left. Under a big sign.

I bought two, navigating my way through the self check-out line with no problems. I was so proud of myself!

I got home and installed the little one. Worked fine!

I installed the big one. Didn't work. Whoopsie! Put the old one back in. It worked. Put the new one back in. It worked. Looks like it just needed a bit of prong cleaning. Double-whoopsie.

FOR SALE

One Model PM30X208 PartsMaster 8" Plug-In Cooking Element.

Only used once!

Only $25.00!! You save five bucks, plus you don't have to go get it, I'll deliver it in the greater San Diego area!

No refunds!

Big Hike

Big Hike for me, at any rate. Left home at 6:15 and drove to Santee. I parked just outside the Equestrian Staging Area, as the gates were not open yet. The sky was very overcast and foggy, a lovely day, to my thinking, to be clomping around the wilds.

I call this:

Along The 52

TIME -- CACHE NAME
6:15 -- Left vehicle
7:30 -- Shepherd Canyon - Calcium
7:40 -- POW of the 2006 MTRP Cache Wars
7:51 -- Uppa the Hill - Downa the Hill
8:03 -- Slider Hill AKA "Uppa" Consolation Cache
8:15 -- Harmon Needs a Blood Transfusion!
8:24 -- MTRP 2006 Cache War Trifecta #2
8:37 --52 Pick-Up
8:47 --Gateway To The Stars
9:00 --TT's MTRP Nuisance Cache #1
9:28 -- MTRP 2006 Cache War Trifecta #3
10:07 -- MTRP 2006 Cache War - Harmon's Trail of Tears
10:50 -- Arrived back a vehicle

The way was up and down, up and down. Very steep ups, but not TERRIBLY long. I saw several guys pushing their bicycles up the hills. This is why I don't ride out here. I would be pushing UP and DOWN!

The camera batteries died, so no pics of the foggy hills.

MONDAY: Two days later my legs are still sore!

Forgot The Title, What Shall I Put Here?

Picked up seven caches this morning in Santee, including one which has stymied me for several months (got generous hint from cache owner), and one that has stymied me for only a week.

Picked the week's groceries on the way home. Boy, that is the time to visit the grocery store, eight-thirty in the morning!

Driving home I hit the KGB button on the radio to hear The Cowboy Junkies sweet rendition of Sweet Jane. "Sweet," I'm thinking, "KGB is finally playing something I like!" Then I remember I had changed the preset to KPRI last week.

At Lowes

I had to make a cig run to Santee after work so I snuck a quick geocache find in on the way. I made the find, which was not TOO difficult as the cache owner had emailed me a hint after noticing my DNF last week. Still, I had to look three times, and quite closely, on my hands and knees, as there was a LEAF covering the dingus. Or rather, the rope holding the dingus.

Lowes was nearby, so I drove over there to see if they had some sticky pads, which they did, so I bought them. A new strategy in my war against the bugs! The twenty-something clerkette was very friendly, and called me "honey" several times. If you can imagine. I was wearing my red library shirt from Threadless, you know, the one with the date due slip on it. She commented on it. I told her I worked in a library, and she asked me my favorite book or author. I equivocated, but finally admitted Terry Pratchett was a favorite. She did not seem to know him. As I was nearly out the door she said, "What about Nicholas Sparks?" I replied, "Do I look like a Nicholas Sparks sort of guy?"

And so to home.

No Pay Today

Today seems to be a furlough day. Happy Labor weekend!

I'm reading Humans, by Donald Westlake. I just finished Rolling Thunder, by John Varley. It is somewhat of a homage to Robert Heinlein, with three references to Heinlein titles in the last two sentences. And there are only nineteen words in those two sentences!

Pointed this out to the proprietor of the butt store this morning. He said I was the first to notice it.



I finally took the KGB off the push buttons on the vehicle radio, and replaced it with KPRI. That'll learn 'em not to fire the DSC! Which is now on KFMB-FM, Jack FM. Which was already on a push button!

Got to ride an Iron Horse downhill bike around the dirt parking lot yesterday. It was the most expensive bicycle I've ever ridden, costing over two grand. You will remember my cousin's Trek Madone, that costs more, but I only got to pick it up with two fingers, not ride it!

Today And Yesterday And The Day Before That

I just found out that Robert B. Parker, one of my favorite authors, passed away back in January 2010. How did I miss that?

Someone left a putty knife in the bathroom at work. I'm afraid to ask WHY they left it!



For the record, we HATE that TP dispenser, hence the roll on the rail. Currrently, I am reading "Meet The Austins", by Madeleine L'Engle, on my potty breaks.

We got a new DVD player and I watched three episodes of "Good Neighbors" this afternoon. You should have been there!

Yesterday I went geocaching with the Gonzalo boys in Otay Valley Regional Park. It was their first time out. We only found three caches, but the lil' Gonzalo was very excited about the "treasures" he traded for.

The weather has been very nice, but I'm afraid it is going to warm up soon. After all, it's still summer, ain't it?

Last Day Of Vacation

Yes, it's the last day. Or rather, it's the FIRST DAY of WORK, because we be furloughed for a day. So, it's work, but I'm not there. And not getting paid. So I went geocaching at Fiesta Island.

It was the best of times, it was the worst...

I had PLANNED to break seven hundred today, but alas, the best laid plans, etc.

I found this can of beer, if you can call it that, at the OTL structure. I did not find the geocahe, however.



I left the can there, too. You can go get it if you want. The image is geotagged at zooomr.com, as are most of the ones I post.

At the next cache I found this weird thing, with some kind of liquid in it. Very scary! I took a picture and looked it up when I got home. Chagrin!



At the next cache, some five hundred feet away, I found that I had left my hiking staff (you remember, the one that I found at a geocache in MTRP?) at the last cache. I also noticed that my GPSr showed that the cache and I were under water. After logging the cache I proceeded back to the PREVIOUS cache to retrieve the stick!

Well, it went on all morning, walking and finding and walking and not finding. The fog started to roll in around 10 a.m., that was a bit weird.

There were lots of dogs and bicyclists, and even a couple of horses.

Eventually I went home.

The taillless cat sometimes hops in the tub. I don't know why. He hops right out again if I go into the bathroom. I had to stick him back in three times to finally get this "candid" shot!

Down To The Bay In Pants

I got up in the dark and drove the bike (Jamis) down to Mission Bay this morning. The plan was to beat the RC fliers to their field. I suceeded, making the geocache find just as a guy pulled in and started unloading his aircraft. Sweet!

I drove over to Mission Bay Drive, parked, unloaded the bike (Jamis) and headed up the drive to find several more caches.

Then I drove over to Railroad Avenue to find a couple more caches, driving and parking and driving and parking. Finally I got to a point where I could proceed on the bike (Jamis) all the way to the end of the Rose Canyon bike path, and a bit beyond. Cycling and finding and cycling and not-finding.

I found sixteen geocaches today, and biked not that many miles.

It was warm today, it's 84.4 °F right now (5:44 p.m.), with 25% humidity. Not as hot as the last few days, though. Yesterday the high was 94!

Be shoe to take the poll!

Oh, the entry title? I was wearing long pants, Dickies, while riding the bike today. Long pants that are a bit shredded at the right cuff.

There And There

A couple of days ago (August 17th, it was, ayevenar!)(I thought that was pirate talk when I was but a child)) I decided to head up to the Fortuna Saddle again and try to pick up those three powerline road caches.

I headed over to MTRP quite early, but it turns out they don't open the gate until EIGHT! So I had to park in the parking lot again, instead of the dam parking area. So that makes the walk a bit farther.

I headed out the Oak Canyon trail to the powerline roads, then choose the western-most one to go up. I'm glad I had both hiking staffs today, it was a VERY steep road, in parts. I found the cache there, so that was good.

There were not any clouds today, and it started getting very warm.

I summited the saddle, as it were, and headed down the other power line road. I had high hopes that the cache I could find on the big Fortuna Expedition would be located today, as someone else found THAT day. But, though I overturned every rock (I am sure) and mangled every bush (found a mouse foot) and examined every girder most carefully, I did not find the cache. Here is a picture of the area of my shame.



Yes, I edited the tower number. I don't know why.

I headed down the road (the steep and rocky road, there's a song title!) to the next cache, and found that one no problemo.

So then I walked back to the truck. And that was that.

Today, August 19th, I decided to do the Dictionary. Dictionary Hill, that is.

When you FINALLY get to the top there is a rather nice 360 degree view of San Diego. Here is the view to the south of Sweetwater reservoir.



I found these funny glasses'n'nose in one of the geocaches up here.



An improvement, do you thinK?

Once one has ascended the hill, one must descend the other side. I found a couple more caches over on this, the other side, and almost didn't notice these fine ham radio antennas!



Now I had to descend down into a valley for a couple of caches, then ascend back up for more. It was certainly a lot of ascending and descending! And it was very warm! I was sweating like a pig, and could hardly see through my sweat-filled eyes. It was just awful! At least I was finding caches. And not seeing snakes! Except for one rather rubbery one with a bison attached to its middle.

I just bought NEW SHOES yesterday, twelve bucks at Walmart. I'm afraid all this hiking around is doing my poor new sneakers no good!

I did not find the last cache of the day, even though I spent AT LEAST 45 minutes looking. I was so miserable with the sweaty eyes that I finally GAVE UP and headed back to the truck. Unfortuately, there was no trail going DOWNHILL without going UPHILL, and I wasn't going UPHILL anymore, so I had to pretty much bushwhack my down down. Which did the sneakers no end of good.

Gmaps Pedometer claims I only walked 2.3621 miles today. Isn't there some kind of heat multiplier? I burned 303.6940419107505 calories, too! I'm not sure of the elevation gained and lost, though. You go look at it and figure it out!

Lastly, I was driving along when I noticed something in the rear-view mirror...



And no, it got away! It's still IN THERE!!!

No Bike Today

I was thinking about taking the bike over to Mission Trails and doing a loop of Fortuna Mt., but I am very glad I did not. I saw several cyclists there, and most them were pushing their bikes up extremely steep hills. Hills that I had trouble walking down!

I arrived at MTRP at six-thirty, and of course the gates were not open. So I had to park a quarter mile away on the road. More walking, yay!

Once I figured out how to cross the San Diego River without getting my feet wet, I headed over towards South Fortuna peak. I talked to a hiker about geocaching along the way, and along the way found a few geocaches.

The first one I didn't find was rated 4 out of 5 for difficulty and terrain. It was right on the edge of a rocky cliff. Some people mentioned a rope might be handy. From the pictures finders posted, I see that I was about ten feet above it. I DID find some sort of rock climber's log book in a crevice, though. I signed that!

At another cache i was lucky unnough to find a used sanitary napkin someone had stashed there. Nice!



The cache is under that small rock. Thanks, hikers! I did not have a trash bag with me, so I stashed the trash somewhere else under a rock, and washed my hands with liberal amounts of hand cleaner. I'll try to retrieve some other day.

Eventually I got to the top of the infamous Fortuna Steps. Very nice view!



It was foggy in the morning, as you can see. That is the Fr. J. Serra road up in the upper left.

Finally, the peak! I did not find the cache there, but I took some pics anyway.



I am staring at the GPSr, wondering where that darn cache went to.

A couple of view from the peak. To the east, sort of, San Carlos area.



And to the west, sort of, viewing North Fortuna peak. I'm not going up THAT today!



I made my way over to the Fortuna saddle and found the cache there. Made a side-trip down the power line road to another one, but did not find it. I talked to a couple of people about geocaching and hiking along the way. I probably saw nearly a hundred folks out there today, hiking and biking. Not all of them were carrying water, I don't think that was wise. I used two water bottles. It got a little warm after the sun broke through around ten.

It was pretty much all down hill from here. I think going downhill is nicer than going up hill, mostly. Mostly level is even better. I found several more caches, but not one that is on a power pole. I looked all OVER that pole, but I can't find it!

Later on I was walking along an upgrade A bicyclist passed me in granny gear. Then a running lady (with a backpack) passed him (and me) like he (and I) was (were) standing still. Would have made a more interesting pic, but I didn't get the camera whipped out until she had dropped to walking and he caught and passed her.



Well, that was about it. All that was left was to go DOWN the steep road to the river and then UP the steep road to the trailhead, and then along Mission Gorge Road to the Fr. J. Serra road where I had parked the vehicle. I was very glad to finally get back there, and I fired up the air conditioning on FULL!

You can look at my route on gMaps Pedometer.

It SAYS I went 6.32 miles and burned 865.9 calories. It does not say the elevation gain, but it looks like around 1,400 feet. At LEAST!

Oh, and I found thirteen geocaches and DNF four.

Oh, and here is a picture of the cat and my holey sneakers!



I gotta get new sneakers!

And I gotta go wash my feet!

Back In The Trenches

No, not work, but finding the remains of the 2006 MTRP Cache War. I headed out to Santee in the foggy morning. Possibly one of the last foggy mornings of the summer. I had to park in the dirt parking lot because the main gate was not open yet. So I had to walk an extra mile. Poor me!

I saw a guy walking FIVE Husky dogs. He needs a wagon to hitch them to!

I headed up Oak Canyon and located the caches there. Then I thought about it, and decided to go for "Y'all Gonna Die". Sounded ominous! It was at the top of the hill at the bend in a VERY steep powerline road. I have not idea how the power company vehicles get up there. Maybe they have bulldozers. I took three pictures while signing the cache log, and resting.

Looking to the north-west, we see the Highway 52 bridge over Oak Canyon. Those rocks were a LOT more impressive when I was down there in the canyon!



To the north we see power towers. I need to be over there at those towers, but first I have to descend THIS hill and climb THAT hill! Some Guy mentioned they left their walking stick at a geocache up there, and I want to find it!



And looking to the east we see the grassland of MTRP, and possibly Santee in the distance. I have to descend my hill and go up that road to get to those towers. I am parked on that very straight road to the right. Just so you know!



Well, when I got to that cache-in-question there was no walking stick, and I was VERY disappointed. I really thought I could get it, as no one else had logged that cache. But, it turned out someone HAD logged it, two days ago! I was too late!

I still had four more caches to look for, so trudged up the hills and down, all the way to the 52 and back, then up another canyon for the last cache. And I found--The stick! Can you spot it? No, it's NOT that wooden one, that's mine. HINT: It is blue.



Oh, and be very quiet, there is a bird sitting in the bush...

After that I was so full of joy that I was not even very disappointed at my SECOND shot TODAY at not-finding that Gnarly oak cache.

For my parting shot at MTRP I placed this Jack In The Box antenna bobber (found on the side of the road while walking) in a like-looking crevice.




I found nine caches today, and walked 5.38 miles.

Hot Day

Today, oh frabjous day, I put together a geocache-expedition and headed out to Santee around nine. The sun was out, and brightly shining.

It was hot.

The first cache was near Fanita. I was supposed to park on Farrington, but confused it with Weld. So there was a bit of wandering around until I found the correct street. The finding of the cache was the anticlimax.

I then headed to Big Rock Park. What can I say, it's summertime, and the kids are at the park. I just hope they were not creeped out by the old man wandering around mumbling at his "cell phone".

As I was making the turn from Bik Rock Road to Mission Gorge the engine died. Oh, you guessed it, the Fuel Pump Safety Switch had tripped. Yeah Ford! No emergency lane, of course, but there were not any cars coming. I coasted to the side of the road, with the emergency blinkers on, and leaned over to reset the switch. One would think something as critical as that would be nearer the driver. Truly a defective part. I ought to get an advocate to talk to the Ford people.

Anywho, I headed over to Mission Trails Park -- The Dam End. I parked near the trail up the K. Peak, saw a coyote crossing the road as I was loading up, and then hiked halfway up the hill to the cache. It's a puzzle cache, that's is why I didn't get it that last time we wuz up here. It only took me five hours to solve the puzzle. Or rather, to drag the answer out of the puzzle. It involved a code invented by Sir Francis Bacon. ANYWHO, there was a large pile of branches on the cache pile-o-rocks, whiched I brushed away (get it?) with my big stick. I saw a likely-looking crevice, and there was the cache. I pulled it out, and, out of another RATHER NEAR crevice, a large rat jumped out, looked at me, and ran off through the bushes!

As I was going down the trail I happened upon three girls who were looking at something on a boulder. I asked them what they were looking at, they said a lizard. I told them about my rat sighting. One of them said, "He is just trying to scare us!" "Eek!", I'm sure one of them said. Then I told them about seeing the coyote earlier.

I returned to the truck and moved it down the road to the parking lot at the dam. I filled up my water bottle and headed out the Oak Canyon Trail. After a goodly bit I fired up the GPSr to see how far north I was. That was when I found out I had left all the cache coordinates and descriptions back in the truck. All I had was the cache list and and aerial map. I decided to go looking anyway. And you know what? I found them all. Who needs a GPSr?

Not completely true. One cache I found turned out to be a "rogue" cache, placed by a kid named Trevor. It doesn't seem to be on the geocaching.com website. It was placed about five feet from the "real" cache. So I have to go back for that one.

I'm already planning the next trip!

P.S. It was very warm in Santee, I was sweating like a pig. Not that there's anything wrong with that! An occasional cooling breeze was nice, though. The Weather Underground says it was 88.3 °F at 11:20, with 8% humidity. I guess it is hotter if you are climbing hills!

Cross Word

I found I can do more of the Reminisce magazine crossword puzzle than The Reader crossword puzzle before I have to resort to the intertubes. And in ink, too!

This shows how old I am!

Monday At The Seashore

After three days of no geocaching I drove down to the San Diego River channel to do an epic geo-search. I found a little boat.



And saw some seagulls on the jetty.



That is Dog Beach over thar on the left, across the wide San Diego River.

I found sixteen caches, probably a new one-day record for me. I did not find one cache. But I did a yeoman job on beating the bushes for it!