A taste of New York

31/07/2013 By Kabutroid
Ahhh, it feels good to be out and geocaching again. I dunno, this year I had hit a lazy slump for a while. With any luck, today will spark the beginning of me getting some activity back into me. In the end, I biked a shade over 14 km's, and about half of that being hard biking over dirt trails through the trees along the Seine river. And to top it off, I had 5 pound ankle weights on. And wrist weights. And a camelback, and geocaching kit. Honestly, I'm a bit shocked that I actually managed to power through it. Odds are I'm going to sleep pretty good when I hit the bed after logging this ToungeOut .

But with the cache. I actually quite prefered the location of this one to the last cache I attempted today. For one, the very first thing that I noticed was that the coordinates for this cache placed it conveniently behind a large berm. As I found my way to ground zero and dropped my bike, I was very pleased to find that I was all intents and purposes hidden from just about all directions. Now THIS is the type of urban cache that's awesomely placed. On that point, props to you, good Payont26.

That said, once I'd parked my bike, I began to do a quick scouring of the area. It didn't take long before I finally spotted that oh-so familiar shape. Well, I actually had no idea it was a pop tart container, but you get what I mean. Having spotted it, I quickly retrieved it, and found I could crouch pretty much exactly right there without being questioned. And the best part was that this cache was big enough to accept the travelbugs that I picked up at the last event I went to. Hopefully someone will be able to move them along quickly. I was actually a bit worried that today might be an exception, and I might get too lazy to geocache, until the weekend at least.

So, after dropping in a chainmail ball, a variety of small travelbugs, and signing the logbook, I closed it up and replaced it as found. I'm actually a little surprised that it's still here... I figured hiding behind here would be a common place for kids to hang out and be kids. I dunno, maybe it's because I grew up in the country, I know I'D probably be playing amongst any trees that we lived near.

So having finally pulled the first find in a while and getting a truckload of exercise at the same time, I left the safety of my berm, and headed out. Actually, this was pretty much the last thing that I did before setting out on about 7km's of dirt trail biking. It actually started as attempting to locate that giant wood carving in the foresty area from memory, to just going back to the fun of tearing through the dirt trails and the mud at full speed. Well, time to go see if some sleep will keep my legs from killing me tomorrow ToungeOut .

Took: Nothing
Left: Logbook entry and four travelbugs