Well… This old girl has obviously seen some better days. On one hand, it’s always nice to see a courthouse getting some tender loving care. On the other hand, this is not so much “tender loving care.” Gutting seems to be the watchword of the day.
It has passed my mind that maybe I might want to go back to some of the gutted ones and photograph them in their restored glory. Not this year, though. Maybe if I’m passing near on the way somewhere else at a point in the future when construction is done. I may never make it back. But at least we had what we had no matter what state they’re in. They’ll have more visitors and adoration in the future. I’m merely a blink in their collective eyes. Besides, somethings are more important…
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The cache itself was at a little library just off the square. Unfortunately, the nano was sealed shut and I could not get it open for love or money. I’m a firm believer that, for the most part, if you didn’t sign it then you didn’t find it. That said, with over 1400 finds, there are half a dozen low D/T caches I haven’t signed for various reasons (no tweezers, no pen, ants pouring out, etc.). I hope that, since I didn’t have a pair of pliers and a blowtorch to go to work on the homes here, you can forgive me and be content with mere photographic evidence.
Sun Tzu (if you can forgive me again, this time for my liberal paraphrasing) said that the best plan should act like a boulder rolling down a hill. That was where I was. I pointed the car towards home and descended towards both it and the last caches, slowing my momentum in…
Geocaching While Black 
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