Friday, October 15, 2010

New Prague Geocaching

I took the day off to go geocaching with Klund and two of his children in New Prague. I thought I was being clever by taking Pooteewheet's Android so I could use c:Geo and just log my finds directly from the phone, but what I hadn't planned for was that Klund's cell phone number was in my phone, which I'd left with Pooteewheet, and she wasn't picking up. Eventually, I figured out I could call Mrs. Klund at work and forward my number to Klund via the receptionist. One problem solved. But then Klund asked me to meet him at a breakfast place that didn't show up on Pooteewheet's GPS. He texted me an address, but not before I stopped at the gas station to employ the non-technological method of just asking a human being.

We found 21 caches today. When I left New Prague, we thought it was 20, but there was an extra in the mix when I counted, and Klund and I had matching numbers. At least until he snagged a few more just to one up me.

This is where we had breakfast, The Landmark Cafe. They opened in May, which explains why they weren't in the GPS. My breakfast was good, but the notable thing about the cafe was that they have a huge concertina collection. That alone would be strange, but the people coming to the cafe carrying concertina boxes was even stranger.

A cache stuck to a piece of bark to make it easier to camouflage.'re reading this one right. The Erection Foreman on this watertower project was none other than John Cash. I want to put Erection Foreman on my resume.


Why do New Prague lions have two tails? And why are they playing trumpets? And are they any good? These are all questions I asked Eli. I believe his answer to the two tails question had something to do with the lion getting a divorce and having an extra tail as a reminder. So....the lion got divorce, and got some extra tail. Nice.

Wikipedia actually references the "split tail" and states, "in the arms of the kingdom of Bohemia, the forked tail originally was an artist's flourish, but later became a distinctive and essential detail of the coat of arms." Interesting. A fuller version can be found here and notes, "Someplace along the way BruncvĂ­k sliced his pal's tail in half (the most painful, hard way, lengthwise, of course). However, thanks to mythical gods, it healed as two separate parts, thus making the Lion symbolic of Bohemia."

Many, many, many of the caches today were hidden in the lids that went on things. For instance...

In its camo state.

This was an exception. The children went up the tree for us, because those branches were very small. A note in the logs for this cache said, paraphrased, "We got the cache but dropped the pen. Didn't put the pen back because it was too difficult to get to the cache in the first place." The second note then said, "Found the pen, which pointed us to the cache." Still, better than the cache I was reading about that required surgical gloves to handle the bundle of maggots. I'd pass on that one. was up there a ways.

This perfect man was in the cache. If you pressed his belly he said things like, "I'll stop and ask for directions." Which I did earlier in the day, so I'm the perfect man, although no women were along to appreciate it, only the teenage store clerk, and she looked at me like I was an idiot for not knowing the cafe was "just down the street".

Eli picked this one up a few times and didn't see the cache. Those lids are tricky. At the next cache he didn't even look inside, he just flipped the lid off to look there.

One last lid example at the baseball field. If that thing ever falls off, I suspect you'd never get it back from the tube.

All in all, a great day. It was absolutely beautiful out, and I even got a bit of sunburn while eating my inferno burger at Fishtales bar and grill. A nice story, as we were paying our lunch bill, Milena crawled up on a stool at the bar and said, "Daddy, can I have a beer?" Kevin responded, "This isn't home, honey." The owner or general manager had a good laugh.

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