That’s a courthouse! Oh, I like it so very much… Leavenworth claims to be the first city in Kansas. I don’t know for sure if that is true or not, but I do know that I had to cross over a bridge to get here from Platte City, so I guess it’s possible that this is the first place such a crossing might have happened. Of course, I’m more than a little curious about the famous Fort Leavenworth, both the post and the prison, but not too much with the time allotted. That’s something I always regret: there are times when I wish I could just break off and take an hour or two to check out some random thing of interest, but I have more important things to do. I try to pack as many counties into these trips as I can, so detours can mess that up. Of course, I shouldn’t complain. I’m far more comfortable doing things at night than I once was, opening up lots of previously unavailable hours, and it’s not like I didn’t spend pretty much half the day in Kansas City. Maybe I should put more planned detours in the schedule. Random one? Maybe not so much for the most part.
The cache was a bison, hidden under some sort of strange (for lack of a better term) side eave on the office of the Episcopal Diocese. Nothing in and of itself to write home about. I was also a little tired and jaded, so maybe it was a little better than I gave it credit for (but not likely), but that was unimportant. With it signed, logged, and returned, I was off. I had more than enough time to make it to my goal for the day, a return to the once previously visited…
Geocaching While Black 