10 be found

A frustrating day with the first graders last week ended well with a sandswept bike path roll. Though I was approaching lateness to somewhere, I thought it would be best to get off my vehicle and root around in some ice plant for a treasure.

It was treasure I found! Then, I realized ruefully that I had left my camera in its sock, in my desk drawer. Thankfully my new friend--cigar-smoking, shirtless, middle-aged Bobby--agreed to let me use his camera phone. After, of course, he had frenetically deleted "just a couple" photos.

When I had taken the picture, I asked if he could send it to me. Instead of typing in a number, as is likely a routine course of action, he instead gave me his number so I could call him for it, once he had gotten a tutorial from his ex-wife. I was assured this would be no problem, as he lives with her.

I'm sure you'll agree this photo was well worth the wait.

And really, as I consider Bobby's number to be a part of the loot, I couldn't help but include it in the prize photo.

May future VeloCachers be as lucky!

#13 equals bad luck for you, sucka

That's right. Because this one is a climber's delight and I doubt many of y'all have ever been in this neck of the woods. Now's your chance, right there at the base of that sign is the goods..

This is the view looking down the climb you just clumb.




This is looking up towards the park-oops!




Northwards from the cache.



Same same different. See Monterey Bay?

Sleaze Otter, Foo'...

Do not miss your chance at Greatness.
Fool.

#12

It was getting dark and we had to get home before the monsters come out.




Arrrrrrrrrrrr!GO!

#11

Meet the new boss. It is such a great location!



This one is Ladies' Choice. You'll see why when you nab it.


Tucked in the same spot as #8, before it had a chance to cool off.



A little time in the sun on the bluff above.



Which pastoral scene quickly degenerated into idiocy...

1 after 9( oh 9)...

Which would make it #10, bitches.







There's some good stuff in there. GO!

#8 went doooooooooown

I dragged the offspring out for an afternoon's velocache in lieu of the planned s240 (for you, Lord Hayden, it is a Sub24hourOvernight) due to general 1/2 assedness all around. Whatever! It was some consolation prize!


Heading up and over the hill...





Quality parenting Northwards along the bikepath. Hey! It was that or in the pants.


You can see the OSHA approved tower off to the left. The kids started jockeying for position as soon as it came into view.


Mandatory shot matches. Door #3. There were pigeons.


Mandatory shot. Mixed in the Joselyn's bottle of flat orange soda. This helped my attitude immensely, as the eldest had been bitching up a storm and I was past ready to sell her.



Loot: tall boy of "Troll Poison", Trucker music CD, sweet Mavic cap, useful CHP bicycle safety manual, and pocket shot o'gin. Outstanding.




Southbound and down, loaded up and truckin...