Friday, July 30, 2010
Brawndo Series of Geocaches - Part 2
I backed up a bit and I kid you not, I was as soaked as a wet Billy goat (and just as gamey I imagine), as I dug around in one of my 2 shoulder bags for my water-proof camera. I snapped a quick photo and then put the camera away. Looking around my feet for the snake, I realized it was…what(?) – gone! I back-tracked a bit kangaroo-style and made my way towards the direction I needed to go for my last cache…number eleven.
Number ten and eleven are both deep into the thick and overgrown terrain of the Texas Gulf Coast mixture of giant thorns and heavy underbrush. Bear Gryll’s while hiking south of New Orleans commented that this was the worst swamp he has ever seen – even worse than Borneo. We have swamp like that here and heavy underbrush and this is what I was encountering. Each step may or may not have a surprise and my fogged up glasses were not helping a bit.
In our wooded areas live a very large species of spiders. Most people call them banana spiders, but they are actually a golden silk-orb-weaver spider. They are usually about face-high and that is usually where they end up when you are bush whacking and results in face whacking. Their webs are very hardy too.
Texas has many varieties of thorns also and some are dark brown and the size of your ring finger. My arms look like I’ve been in a cat fight – and lost and I now have some sort of rash on my arm that’s not poison ivy. I have bruises on my legs and my eyes itch.
I’m having the time of my life.
Anyway, to make a long journey shorter, I finally sloshed back onto the Goose Creek Trail close to the existing Rusty Hands cache, which requires the finder to creep along the outside of the bridge over the bayou. Thus, the rusty hands and one that required me to make 5 long trips before I found the geocache.
I made my way back to my geocachemobile, drove home, shucked off my dripping clothes in the garage, showered, ate, and submitted the cache data to geocaching.com for approval and publication. Maybe my efforts will draw people to Baytown. I have a feeling this endurance series is going to be a real bonus for our restaurants.
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