It Was a Guardrail Kind of Day

4 February, 2011

Winter finally took a break and Woodhick803 and I were able to get out and find a few caches.  After he caught a couple of local caches, we traveled north on Rt. 16 (aka Robert C. Byrd Drive) to such mini-opoli (the opposite of megalopoli?) as Pemberton, Sullivan, and Coal City to track down a series of what turned out to be, with one exception, all guardrail caches.  Apparently they were all placed by the same geocacher who took his nieces and nephews to place the caches and then named them after that relative.

Here's a picture of six caches.  Yes, I know that's only one photo, but remember I told you that, with one exception, they were all guardrail caches.  I don't want to sound bigoted, but those guardrails all look alike to me.

The lone exception to guardrails was a cache placed at Fitzpatrick Park.  I had never been out there and, even though it's just a few miles from town, it felt as if we were not only in the wilderness but had also traveled back in time a generation or two (or three or four). <cue music from "Deliverance">

"Patriot Boot Camp" found us celebrating my 100th find.  Woodhick803 presented me with a certificate and letter of introduction (appropriate for framing, of course) and I think he was humming Pomp and Circumstance during the presentation ceremonies.

It was fun to get out, see the sun, and breathe some fresh air.  I doubt that winter's over yet, but it's getting closer each day.

Get outside and play!