January 11, 2012
After a free pancake breakfast again this morning, we went to log a cache. We had found it two days ago, but didn’t have one of the “essential items” that we needed...water.
The cache container was a tube, with a hole drilled in the bottom, attached to a pole. To get the log out, we had to plug the hole, pour in water, and grab the log container as it floated to the top. With that accomplished, we unplugged the hole, signed the log, and put the container back in the tube. Clever, eh?
From there we searched for a back road to several other caches. We didn’t find one, even after going up and down some very steep, rocky little roads. Finally, I’m sad to say, we gave up! That doesn’t happen often, but at one point we thought we might be stranded in a rather desolate place, so we decided it was time to get back to civilization.
Bill was especially tired when we got back to the MH. It was a tough driving experience for him...one he doesn’t ever want to repeat. Basically, my job was just to hang on. Sometimes I had to look out the side window to see if the road turned right, because when we would reach the crest of a hill we couldn’t see anything until we started down the other side. Often the road turned at that point.
I’ll tell you, it was really a rough way to see the back country. If we ever want to open “Six Flags Over Quartzsite” I know just the place for the major attraction.
OK.... are Lorri, Brent, Mere and I going to have to enforce some safety rules when you two are tiptoeing through the desert????
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