A search of my Flickr archive nets me three photos taken on November 1, from many, many years past (with original captions):
And here are a few from today, 2024, when we went geocaching in Uvas Canyon with our friend Alastair—8.5 miles, 6,000 feet of elevation gain (that would be: up and down, up and down), and many great stories told, including ones involving a sheep and a monkey—but the alligators had to wait until:
A rather decrepit cache, but charming for all that, called "Crocodile Rock" |
Uvas Canyon is full of waterfalls |
Alastair inspects cache contents |
David for the find! |
The views were beautiful, and certainly worth all the huffing and puffing. |
We always thoroughly enjoy our days out with Alastair—this was our second this year, hadn't been on a hike since spring. We explore new corners of our homeplace, find fun treasures, and share our various passions. (And maybe rant a bit about the state of the world.) It doesn't get much better. (Except the state of the world. That could be much better.)