Today we got ourselves up early and set out to find the Phoebe's Cabin letterbox (clues are on the letterboxing.org website). I was excited about this one because it's in one of my favorite hiking areas. This was a fairly brutal hike - uphill, mostly switchbacks, my hamstrings were begging for mercy. What's funny is that I've been doing cycling and pilates classes twice a week..and I was still dying. So much for being in shape. You have to earn this box!!
So we finally got up there and began searching for the box...when I noticed that the paper containing the clues was no longer in my pocket!! (No worries about the box being found by someone who shouldn't - it was so windy today the paper's probably in the ocean by now) I was crushed!! How the heck would we find it NOW? Naturally, as we sat there trying to figure out where it might be, about a dozen people parked themselves nearby. The trail leading to the box continues up to a popular local mountaintop, so it's a busy one. These people had stopped to snack, and apparently to let a gaggle of young boys run around and yell. Yay.
As they were getting ready to leave, I wracked my brain trying to remember the clues. I retained enough of them for Jim and I to puzzle it out and found the box!! Hurray!! I would have been really bummed if we'd hiked all that way for nothing. Not that a hike is ever for "nothing", but this was a tiring hike and I was really looking forward to finding it. It was very rewarding and I now have the third imprint in my log.
It's been an artsy weekend. I'm working on a carving to give a friend for Christmas, I got tattooed by one of my favorite local artists (Natasha of Skellramics-check out www.skellramics.com) yesterday, and today we found the box. Art-filled weekends make me happy.
Now it's time to placate my aching muscles with some vodka and V8. Cheers!!