#48: Obviously, you're not a frolfer

So I went out on Tuesday morning to plant a velocache, and the weather was all like this:

But......it was all for naught b/c my camera had no memory card in it, so I had to do the same ride this morning, when the weather was all like this:

 When Posdnuos said "woe is me, to the third degree" he was clearly talking about me.

On to the velocache......

I was too busy looking at my wet feet to see this huge hawk before it took off

good place to rest a bike

Medieval torture garden? Probably

Frat house discovers letters; you can discover treasure in the woods to the west

view from above, looking west

optional slack line, ride your bike here for an extra velobuck

hidden treasure

make sure to get REAL familiar with the poison oak from this viewpoint. exact picture or it doesn't count

#32 - Soak it to the East, Soak it to the West

First of all, an unbiased welcome to December!

Took awhile to get to this one, between working during the minimal daylight hours, rain, and laboring over excuse-making.

Went a climbing after work today despite the impending showers. Took an alternative route, Pacific to Mar Vista to Skyline...hey that's not so bad. Still, probably averaged this pace during the climb (tilt your head to the left for a realistic grade):

Nice rain and 'pert near dark by the time I got to Scenic Drive and the prize.

This really needs to be the site for a rogue arm-rasslin' tournament

Lots of treats, 2 porkchops, some moonbeam shades, socks, some ginger chews for my favorite motion-sickness friend, El Diablito, socks, and some getback in a fancy Godiva tin.

But behold! Breakfast will never be as violence-free again in Lord Hayden's household.

On a side note, there is no good way to descend dark roads on a moonless night in a rainstorm, except to suspend belief in pine cones, wet needles, and the absentmindedness of drivers.