Something I Did

So I was in L-Town visiting the Girls. I remembered from before that one of my Jasmer holes was in nearby Tyler and I decided to drag them out to go grab it. That didn’t happen, though. It’s hard to engage a plan when other people are involved when they don’t know there’s a plan in the first place. An unexpected schedule change here combined with an unexpected sleepover there along with a couple other things basically blew my plan out of the water. I attempted to make alterations to make the plan work, but each time something with one of their schedules for the day would get in the way. We ended up deciding to make a concerted effort of the next time I go up. They’ll know the plan and we can prepare and act accordingly. That doesn’t mean we didn’t cache, though. Early in the morning, we hit a local park, looking for a certain big tree. We found the tree, but there was no cache within it because it had fallen to the ground. Once we signed it, we returned it to where we think it might have been. It wasn’t especially difficult or terraneous (turns out that actually is a word, but I’m not entirely using it right) so it’s probably good enough for government work. After dropping the younger daughter off at a play rehearsal, the older daughter and I took a leisurely drive around the “suburbs” and ended up stopping at a park on the outskirts of the city in next-door Harrison County. It was one of those caches where it was obvious where it would be, but we couldn’t see it until we approached it from a slightly different angle than the obvious. That’s still two caches for the day, though. And one of these days, I informed them, I would be dragging them on a serious cache finding expedition. I’m kind of half-assed working on a challenge to find a hundred caches in a bunch of different Texas counties. Well, I’m halfway done with Gregg County, so I might as well buckle down and finish that hundred there. Of course, when it gets cooler, we also want to go back to hitting counties for the TCC and the Two Step so we’ll see what the future holds for that.

In what may be one of the least expected things I ever though I would get from this endeavor, I noticed that I had received a comment. No, the comment wasn’t unexpected; I get those from time to time. It’s that the comment was from someone with their own Wikipedia entry, in this case, Ivan Stang, co-founder of the Church of the SubGenius. Apparently, a search of his name managed to run across my mention of the fact that he lives in Somervell County so he read what I had to say and read some other things I’ve written about my travels around Texas (including my … disdain for Dallas which seems to match his own). Not only did he compliment my writing (which from him is high praise indeed), but even invited me and the Girls to visit and see some dinosaur tracks in the creek on his property! Holy monkey! We do have to go back to Somervell County at some point. I might just take him up on it!