We gathered at Granger’s Cotton Country Club, resplendent in our blue shirts. After a long day of competing against each other individually and in teams, it was time to honor (in my humble opinion) the most impressive challenge that anyone could accomplish …
… the Texas County Challenge. It was only fitting that I say a few words, so I sad some things from the heart. There is no other state challenge like ours, not just because we have the most counties, but because we are the only ones who gather together to remember our accomplishment and to welcome new members to our sacred brotherhood (and sisterhood. I don’t mean to be gender exclusive). Accordingly, we are the envy of cachers everywhere. Who wouldn’t want to do what we had already done? And, thanks to the addition of the Two Step, there are fools among us who have done it twice! Of all the things I’ve done in my caching career (and I’ve accomplished a few things), few have ever approached the day I put on that blue shirt.
With that said, we gathered together all of us who were in attendance for a photo which I didn’t take because I was in it. One day, I’m going to have to teach a class on photography because I and a few others were totally obscured. And then the rest of us pulled out so we could get a shot of the aforementioned fools in their red shirts!
And from then on, if was food, drink, and conversation. We could relax, knowing that we were among friends. And a few of us were more relieved than the others. We had finally put on the big show to rave reviews. Speaking for myself, it was hard to accept the kudos; I could only see the things that went wrong and still do. But, as a couple of people have said to me, if the people liked it and didn’t see the flaws, were there really flaws? I guess that doesn’t really matter. What mattered was food and and then getting back to the hotel at a reasonable time. That good night’s sleep was welcome and there was still more to do on the next (and final) day.
Geocaching While Black 