When I pulled up, I wasn’t entirely sure if this was the courthouse or not. It obviously bears a different name than I would have expected and I didn’t want to take a chance on getting burned and having to come back out here. At the same time, it does have that interesting little feature on the front with the year 1923 on it. It’s not like the rest of the building and it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve seen an original entrance preserved. As fate would have it, though…
…they were kind enough to put a giant sign out front to remove all doubt. And if it had been the proverbial snake, I would have been envenomed by its fangs. Since the sign mounting seemed to fit the newer architecture and the sign itself seemed to fit the old, it made me wonder if the front was brought here from a previous location or if this was the original spot. It seemed a little outside of town for an original spot, but I didn’t see anything that stood out as where it might have previously been. I found out from the cornerstone that the building had been replaced in 1992, so who knows? Either way, the building itself was merely meh; neither good nor bad, merely suitable for its purpose, but I offer some kudos for the attempt at continuity.
The cache was not actually a large as stated in the description, but that was not that big a deal. Oddly enough, it took me a minute to find. It was far enough off GZ that it wasn’t entirely obvious and the hint didn’t seem to have a lot to do with its location. The second I saw that big green sticker though, I knew I was good here. The log was signed and returned and all that good stuff and even dropped a trackable to continue on its way. My work completed, I drove off under the shadow of the practice takeoffs and landings of the local emergency helicopter with the intention of making it to…
Geocaching While Black 