mountainborn
04-08-2006, 05:15 PM
The wind was high and the pollen was billowing. Butcherknife and I had just finished lunch and were talking about what all we had to do to be ready to leave for the lake.
Catfish jug fishing at lake Greeson, it's an annual thing.
I was in the preliminary stages of doing a check on my eyelids for light leaks.
Sitting in my recliner, laid all the way back, with Dillon the retired drug dog laying by my side.
I had just herd Dillon yawn, he knew the eyelid test drill, when, . .
The cell phone rang.
"This is Larry"
This is XXXX XXXXXXX, fromXXXXXXXXXX. I am on top of Whiskey Peak !
I called to tell you what a wonderful place this is !
Cool, is it very windy up there today, said I ?
The wires are singing a bit, he replied. I have found the cache and the benchmark, but I am wondering about the virtual you mention in the description.
I am not sure if that was moved over to a waymark or not, I replied. But there are a couple of triangulation disks that I believe are loggable also.
I don't have those in my machine he replied.
Just a minute I am moving to the computer now, let me bring those up for you.
So, there I was in my armchair, eyes puffy and itching, head feeling a bit woozy, with a slight ringing in my ears, contemplating digging out the flonase.
And because I had posted my cell number on the frappr, I got to participate in the finding of, and search for, loggable benchmarks, ect..
Yeh, this frappr thingy is a ok !
After a few minutes we traded cell calls again and he indicated he had been through Grannis, swung by the whiskey peak cache, and was on his way to the turquoise mine cache.
I never did get to finish my eyelid test !
I wished him luck and thanked him for letting me share in his adventure.
Catfish jug fishing at lake Greeson, it's an annual thing.
I was in the preliminary stages of doing a check on my eyelids for light leaks.
Sitting in my recliner, laid all the way back, with Dillon the retired drug dog laying by my side.
I had just herd Dillon yawn, he knew the eyelid test drill, when, . .
The cell phone rang.
"This is Larry"
This is XXXX XXXXXXX, fromXXXXXXXXXX. I am on top of Whiskey Peak !
I called to tell you what a wonderful place this is !
Cool, is it very windy up there today, said I ?
The wires are singing a bit, he replied. I have found the cache and the benchmark, but I am wondering about the virtual you mention in the description.
I am not sure if that was moved over to a waymark or not, I replied. But there are a couple of triangulation disks that I believe are loggable also.
I don't have those in my machine he replied.
Just a minute I am moving to the computer now, let me bring those up for you.
So, there I was in my armchair, eyes puffy and itching, head feeling a bit woozy, with a slight ringing in my ears, contemplating digging out the flonase.
And because I had posted my cell number on the frappr, I got to participate in the finding of, and search for, loggable benchmarks, ect..
Yeh, this frappr thingy is a ok !
After a few minutes we traded cell calls again and he indicated he had been through Grannis, swung by the whiskey peak cache, and was on his way to the turquoise mine cache.
I never did get to finish my eyelid test !
I wished him luck and thanked him for letting me share in his adventure.