So, as newer courthouses went, the Moffat County Courthouse wasn’t all that bad. As you can imagine, though, I wasn’t particularly in love with it. Undoubtedly, it’s perfectly adequate for the job, but there’s no storied grandeur there. To be terribly honest, though, that’s probably especially fitting for Craig. It seems a nice place, and I had nothing in particular against it, but looking out at all the chemical-spewing smokestacks in the surrounding distance, I felt grandeur was not the primary item on its priority list.
As if to complete the lack-of-grandeur trifecta, I drove down the street to grab a cache at Wally World. It was an LPC, and a cache is a cache is a cache. My work here was done. I took a moment to check my maps and then continued moving forward. It was time to fix a minor problem that had been itching in the back of my skull for quite some time. This was not the way I had expected to resolve it, but resolved it would be once I reached…
Geocaching While Black 