
Another quite respectably lovely courthouse in the center of a small town. Nothing particularly of note here. Or maybe the day was starting to get a little late and it was all blending in together. I tend to lean for the latter explanation because I somehow forgot to photograph the cache location!
Sitting just off the highway in a parking lot was this big old iron bull art piece. Maybe I was thinking I didn’t want to give away the cache location, but I don’t think it was that. Trust me, when you get there, it’s obvious where it is. No, I think the heat of the day and the driving were starting to take their toll. Luckily, I was on the downward slope of today’s trip, but that still meant four more stops to make before arriving back to my awaiting daughters and some dinner. I jumped on that highway and forty minutes later I made it to…