… I’d probably just note that it’s more than likely a statistical anomaly. But whether it’s just fate or random chance, I have had three days in a row where I’ve gone for D1/T1 caches and had them all end up as DNFs. I’m 99.85 percent sure they’d gone missing in all three cases. It’s easy enough to adjust to another cache, but I have to admit that it’s getting harder. Sure, Travis and Williamson Counties have a lot of caches, but I’ve snagged all the low-hanging fruit, and after a long day at work, I don’t always want to attempt a higher D/T cache. I should thank my lucky stars that my streak has gotten as far as it has (outside a major city, I couldn’t have done it), but I’m thinking that when I hit the fast-approaching six-year mark, I may actually call it for good. Of course, I said that at four and five years, so I obviously cannot be trusted in that regard.
A couple of days ago, after I failed to find a D1/T1 at a trailhead, I was lucky enough to find an LPC nearby. Unfortunately, it was in the parking lot of a daycare center. Most of the time, that wouldn’t be an issue. Right after work, though? I had to do some very serious, clipboard-based inspection to get the proverbial ’er done while parents picked up kids. I hadn’t even planned on being close, and yet I ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Hopefully, neither bad luck nor statistical anomaly shall rear their ugly heads for the next few days. Barring weirdness, I should be getting off a plane in Denver at this time tomorrow. And since I have some time before I need to be anywhere or do anything, my day should soon find me grabbing an early cache in…
Geocaching While Black 