Blood, Sweat and Tears! It has been HOT... Too hot for prolonged outdoor hiking, so I put on my boots (I can walk faster) and set out after those caches.
After my disaster day when I didn't find 8 caches, I did my homework and successfully looked for and found one a day. The first one was up:I'm continuing the challenge. Now my goal is to ... cache as many days as I can in August. There are plenty to find, but my colleagues are VERY
The next one was definitely down: In a little canyon about a mile from home. The kind of scary "out west" terrain where scary things happen. I thought I heard someone pull up at the top of the canyon, spooked me(!) and I quickly threw some rocks on the cache and started back. I had to return though because I looked down and there was the pen from the cache in my hand... and when I returned I realized what a horrible job I did of hiding it again. tsk tsk There was no one there. I must have heard something from the road. Great cardio, no?It wasn't too difficult except that what I interpreted as "halfway up and under" meant halfway up the hill. I looked at the brush between me and "up" and decided to try from the top. My bad...when it became a cliff and I was more than halfway down I realized that I needed to return to the bottom and start again. I was the Second to Find this one! That's ....something...
Those lumps on my face?.. sweat, though it looks like I have some sort of nasty disease...
I've missed two days.
"Knitting is Cheaper than Therapy!"