Category Archives: photo

Photo Section Started

Finally got the photo section started with three full galleries of 15 photos each. Gallery number four is where new uploads will continue. This initial upload of photos are placed at random following no timeframe. From here on out, they will be added in chronological order.

Once I took the time to read the WordPress support page on the gallery option to post photos, it went along nicely. I am also pleased that the photos aren’t eating up a lot of space on the blog. WordPress will give you 3GB of space in the media library. You can always pay for additional space if you need to, but with all the images I have here, so far, I’ve only used 10.9MB of space. I’ve got a long way to go to hit 3GB. I’ll also thin out older photos over time to reduce the clutter.

One saving grace is that before I uploaded the photos, I brought each one into Photoshop and reduced the resolution from 300 to 72 or 100 depending on the camera I used to take the photo. My wife is usually the one taking photos while I’m hunting the cache. Otherwise, I am taking photos around the area after the cache has been found. This is one reason why we have such low find numbers. The sightseeing always seems to be a distraction instead of hustling off to the next cache. But we’re ok with that – as they say … it’s not about the numbers. So true.

The poison ivy I was so lucky to get on February 19th has pretty much gone away. No more itching or oozing of grossness from my hand. I seem to be very susceptible to poison ivy, oak and sumac. Perhaps wearing a hazmat suit or putting me in a bubble next time will alleviate this situation.

I took advantage of the warm weather last weekend to prepare some really nice containers with camo paint. I was really pleased with how they turned out. I also have three different types of metal ammo cans that I need to paint as well, but I’ll need some time to properly prepare them first to paint.

Looking forward to a fun weekend. I am totally buried at work right now and I’m hoping I can meet all my deadlines before the weekend. Hope the weather holds out for a great weekend. Happy caching!

Things happen … but you learn to deal

What was to be a full day of geocaching and looking for deceased family members, turned out to be a series of unfortunate experiences. And… when I say “looking for deceased family members”, I mean we’ve begun our search on ancestory.com for our dearly departed who have gone before us. Since many of the geocaches we find are in cemeteries, it’s a great opportunity to do some research while we’re out getting smileys. Since many of the cemeteries are far from home, it’s a way to complete two projects at once.

I’m not too old to learn a few things … I hope to never to get that old. Saturday’s issues taught me a few lessons that I hope I can remember.

Lesson One: Get your rest!
I stayed up until 2:00am Friday night researching family and looking up caches to go after. Our plan was to get up early Saturday and get things accomplished. I am not a morning person. That mission failed terribly. We left the house around 11:30am.

Lesson Two: Don’t lose the notes!
I had notes written with cemetery information and corresponding GC codes and coordinates. We stopped for a cache that appeared on the GPS but was not on our list. After finding the cache and jumping back in the car, we are many miles away and realize that the list had disappeared. One positive aspect of this impulse geocache … we find a six-point buck who had bedded down in the cemetery to rest (see photo below).

Lesson Three: Get organized!
Never again will I rely on notes written on paper that can vanish. From now, all notes will be composed on my Droid. At worst, if I lose my Droid, I have an app that will provide me with the coordinates of its current location.

Lesson Four: Have a back-up plan!
With no list to refer to for cemetery or cache, we were relying on memory to guide us to either location. Thank god my wife has a good memory. Me… not so much. And, c’mon guys – don’t all women have a good memory? They can tell you in a heartbeat when and where you screwed up last, and what you were wearing when it happened. It’s a gift.

Overall, we were still able to visit every cemetery we needed to, but were only able to find 5 geocaches for the day. The sun sets pretty soon, even with daylight savings time. So, we’ll have to try it again sometime this week. Next weekend, I’ve managed to persuade my brother to join me in caching. We’re heading about 70 miles from home for these finds. You can bet I’ll be better prepared.

It certainly wasn’t a wasted day – we have many great memories despite our setbacks. And afterall, that’s what this is all about. It’s not about the number of caches we find – it’s far more about the time we spend together and sharing. When you share events like this with your best friend, it makes all the difference.

More than we bargained for…

About 2 weeks ago, our daughter was home for the weekend from college. My wife and I planned to geocache that Saturday, and we were happy that our daughter decided to join us.

We had a few lined up for that day, and one of them was “Gotcha Covered” (GC1VX05), which is one of the longest covered bridges in Ohio (the longest is actually up north in Ashtabula County). After successfully finding the cache and leisurely walking back to the car, we were halfway across this bridge and was looking off down the river. About 100 yards away I noticed a young man fishing. As I was turning around, something white caught my eye in the brush about 50 yards away. I looked again and found that it was a middle-aged woman squatting near the river bank. While she was out of sight from the fisherman, she was in full view of those of us walking on the bridge. Her car was parked about 25 to 30 feet off the side of the road and apparently, she could hold it no longer.

My daughter and wife wondered what I was snickering about and came over to see just as she was finishing her business. I had a point and shoot camera with me, and I did just that … pointed and shot just over the rail so as not to be seen. It was one of the funniest things we experienced and had such a hard time keeping our laughing under control. This poor woman obviously felt she was in dire straits and resorted to taking care of business (so to speak). It would have been devastating had we laughed out loud at her predicament.

The crazy thing with this whole story was, there are outdoor toilets not more than 50 yards in the other direction from her, had she just driven a tad bit more.

I guess in a way, it’s like geocaching … out in the field, I’m dead certain that I’m right on top of that cache. Yet, had I taken a little more time and not been so intent on being sure that it’s “right here”, I would probably have found more of them a lot quicker.