Category Archives: Geoacaching

Scavenger Hunt Friday – Camo Edition

Camouflaged

Geocaching is my hobby. It involves hiding an finding “caches” that are hidden in various places. There are over two million such geocaches worldwide now. Some of them are cleverly hidden. See the mushrooms on the log above. One of them is not real.

Voila, there it is!

Nutty

I run in a few road races ever year. The past few years some of the bystanders have come up with some nutty and entertaining signs. Yes, I take a camera when I run. As slow as I run it doesn’t slow me down very much.

Old Style

I’m in the energy industry. Back in the day I would probably be a member of the Petroleum Club and spend my late afternoons drowning down gin and tonics at the Petroleum Club. The energy business is booming and the Tulsa Petroleum Club went into bankruptcy a few years ago. Times have changed!! Too much work to do now. I’d just as soon go home to the family and so would most of my coworkers.

Haphazard

Lots of people dress up as zombies or such for the road races that I run. I love the craziness of it all.

Monochromatic

This is Ginger our mostly Dachsund. She is a rescue dog and is not the least bit grateful. We love her anyway. I have a camera that can pics in Sepia. So that is kind of monochromatic isn’t it. Apologies but no retractions all around if I’m wrong. I’m often wrong you see.

Scavenger Hunt Sunday

Scavenger Hunt Sunday – Tables Are Just a Start!

Table

Try as I might I couldn’t get Heather to agree to getting table. I even offerred to get it white wall tires but noooooo, no can do. So there.

I Collect

I’m a geocacher. I have found almost 1300 of them in 23 states. I have found them ranging in size from a fraction of inch like above to a footlocker below in the elevator penthouse of a highrise in downtown New Orleans. The owner of the office building is a geocacher. One of the security guys takes you up to the penthouse. I love it.

Music

Speaking of music. I don’t think there is any city anywhere that loves music like New Orleans does.

Yes!

Logan went to a summer camp in Texas last summer. He had a great time. He won some sort of award. I’m ashamed to say that I don’t remember what it was for but he is rocking those cowboy boots. The young people flanking him are camp counselors. I think he was scared to death. He is still bashful around girls, especially pretty ones. That’s okay with his parents, for now.

Someone I Miss

I miss my Mother. She was something else I tell you. She always had that twinkle in her eye.

Scavenger Hunt Sunday

A Skywatch Friday Running and Geocaching Ramble

Wednesday night I had a kitchen pass so toook advantage of it to do some multitasking. I was going to do my two favorite hobbies running and geocaching at my favorite place, Tulsa’s River Parks, a network of trails and parks along both banks of the Arkansas River which runs through town.

I parked at the soccer fields on the west bank. West Tulsa is where all the dirty, smelly, nasty industrial stuff in Tulsa is located like the power plant above and the refinery below. The sky views are just as nice if you don’t mind power lines, distillation columns, and smoke stacks.

The dirty smelly nasty stuff on the west bank is what provides the money for all the nice stuff on the east bank like chic shopping centers, the opera, the museums, and all the rest. But please don’t be rude and say so if you visit.

I headed down the river and made several stops looking for geocaches. Geocachers, fishermen, and homeless people pretty much end up in the same places like this little cove in the Arkansas River where you have a good view of downtown.

Or this little view across the river framed by some trees.

We have some weather coming in Thursday. We are told it my snow in Tulsa. In May!! Stuff like this didn’t happen before Obama became President. Anybody else besides me notice that?

A couple of the caches I was looking for were hid in the rip rap. The clue said “Rocks” do you see it? It took me a while.

This doesn’t have anything to do with anything. I just love construction equipment. If I had a gazillion dollars I’d still be driving my Kia Soul but I would definitely have one of these puppys in my back yard. What would I do with it you ask? I don’t mind telling you. I would dig holes with it and then fill them back up. That’s what I would do.

Back at the soccer fields. Time to get home. I had a very nice outing.

Skywatch Friday

Camera Critters – Coyote Geocaching

I was at a local park very early Friday morning to hunt a geocache. As I was walking to the cache I looked up and saw a coyote.

He noticed me about the same time so we stopped and looked at each other. He was nice enough to hold the pose so I could get this shot.

Then he trotted off. I was able to get this last shot of him. As I was walking another coyote came out from the woods to the left. He didn’t stop so by the time I got my gloves off and camera out, turned on, and pointed in the right direction, he was gone.

I was worried about one thing though. They had come from the direction of the geocache so I went to check it out.

Nope, they hadn’t found it before I did. Whew.

Camera Critters

I Would Sooner be Geocaching

(See that guy walking through the field above. You probably thought he was a farmer spreading seed. Yeah, well you are wrong. That is the actually first geocacher in Oklahoma with his fanny pack.)

I had to south Tulsa to conduct some important gas bidness Friday. Afterwards I decided to go geocaching on the campus of the University of Oklahoma at Tulsa. Don’t get excited, OU Tulsa doesn’t have a football team, I guess they share the one at the main campus in Norman.

Enough for the chit chat don’t you think? Lets go find a cache.

First up is this buffalo sculpture. Don’t ask me cause I don’t know.

Good grief, OU puts crimson and cream on their dog urinals.

OK, OK, I get it.

Well, you know when I blog about caching there is this balance about letting people know about the cache but also not just giving it away. So, I found the cache and I took a picture of it above. Do you see it?

There are two other caches on the campus. Too many people around so I’m saving them for later.

Meet my New Friends

(No, that’s not my new friend, that’s me before Sweetie kissed me the first time. She’s told me more than once she sure didn’t know what she was getting herself into. Look at Sweeties fingernails!!)

My regular readers know that I like to go geocaching. I like to to go a lot.

My favorites are out away from people. It’s kind of a solitary hobby. I mean not many people like to while away the hours out in the woods or in cemeteries pondering life, and looking for tupperware.

But, Monday I spent a few hours in Wichita, Kansas’ Pawnee Prairie Park. I am in Wichita on business infrequently and when I have some free time I check out the Park. Monday, I had all sorts of help geocaching.

They kept their distance, but they were not too afraid of me.

Occasionally they would run off but most of the time they just kept an eye on me.

Talk about ears, they could hear the camera lens opening and extending a long ways away.

Often there was a mom with her fawns.

This last little guy was by himself. I don’t think he knew what to do. He never did try to hide or run or anything so I gave him lots of room. I don’t think he was more than three feet tall.

Yep, I made lots of friends at Pawnee Prairie Creek Park.

Have you made a good friend lately.?

Satellites and the Truth About Bodice Ripping

I just love technology, especially satellite technology. My favorite hobby is geocaching. I’m going to take this space to again thank my fellow Americans for taxing themselves and taking out loans for billions of dollars so that I can find tupperware in the woods.

I’m not kidding, I really appreciate it!

I use a watch with a GPS that accurately measures just how miserably slow I run.

Many people can walk faster than that. I salute them.

Recently I bought a new car. A Korean Kia Soul.

It has Satellite Radio in it. I’ve had Satellite Radio in my truck, but I have more channels in my new car. It has a book channel where they actually read books. All kind of books, I’m listening to Anna Karenina by Tolstoy and Presumed Innocent by Scott Turrow. I’ve also listened to some Romance Novels which reminds me of the that sub genre “Bodice Rippers.”

I haven’t read one all the way through myself. I used to have a secretary who read them though. She would leave bookmarks with yellow stickies for all the “good parts.” I would grab it and read the good parts aloud. The good parts sound hilarious when you say them aloud as opposed to reading them. I thought it was great sport.

They are still hilarious. All the pulsating, quivering, thrusting, gasping, panting, and grunting sound really funny spoken out loud. I wasn’t thinking anything about it though until I saw yesterday morning that the esteemed Wall Street Journal had a video on Victorian Ladies Underwear and the research that some Romantic Novel Writers are doing on Victorian underwear so they can write Victorian “romance” scenes properly.

I’m all for following the truth wherever it leads you, but I’m not sure that this endeavor is going to go anywhere good. For one thing, have you ever seen Queen Victoria’s underwear? (Warning this photograph is really disturbing.)

Anyway, you can see the video yourself below.

So what do you think? Do you demand historical accuracy in your reading or would you rather have a good story?

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