Lonely But Not Alone

The girls made it down from scenic L-Town to spend a week with me in Austin, as they have in years past.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t take the entire week off to take them out on a road trip to cache, but I could drag them out with me to grab my daily cache.  At least one of those caches involved ice cream and an Event.  Others involved a good old-fashioned hunt as is mete and proper.  I owe one of the caches we visited to the girls.  I’d tried to find a cap-n-cap in a tree on a couple of occasions, but my older daughter was the first of us to find it.  My younger daughter, with the help of my ladder, took a shot at climbing up to it.  We eventually realized that, while she could get it down, she wouldn’t be able to return it to its perch.  Had I my pole in its normal place in my trunk (I lent it to a friend to use it for its original purpose: painting), we would have been able to grab and replace it easily enough.  Without it, we came up blank.  Tragic, but thus is life.  Later, we decided to cherchez la easy.  I had been given solutions to a bunch of Mysteries in the area, so we popped over to one nearby.  I had seen the puzzle for it before, but it was just complex enough that I had never attempted it.  Luckily, visitors from the Northeast made that unnecessary.  In full view of an entirely unconcerned muggle, I pulled out the cache from its hiding place.  It had been placed before either of the girls was born and hadn’t been found in over a year.  We signed the log in the comfort of the car before returning it to its long resting place. 

Of course, caching about town is not the primary thing on our minds.  The first one is the impending rituals of Pi Day and the baking implicit therein.  The second is preparation for our pending travel.  Tomorrow afternoon (or a little earlier if I can swing it), we’ll be setting off for Wichita Falls for reasons that should be well known to you all, and, if you’re not, you’ll hear more about soon enough.  Since I’m dragging the girls along, I’m not taking an hour-long detour through Abilene that I would like to take for the I’ve Been Everywhere Challenge, but I’ll still be lucky enough to avoid Fort Worth and all the traffic crap that entails (though I’ll have to endure it and the dreaded Dallas on the way home).  Wish us good travels!  We may need it!