What a wretched weekend! Friday night, headed up to Martinsville and found a few caches on the way; undertook a late-night walk through my old stomping grounds in the company of some bourbon and ginger ale; on Saturday morning, played guitar and sang with my friend Kim at the Martinsville Farmers' Market (which was nicely written up in the Martinsville Bulletin), followed by a first-rate lunch at El Norteño; placed three geocaches on the newest extension of the Martinsville "Dick & Willie" Rail Trail; went to an excellent wine tasting party at some good friends' place; and spent a fair amount of quality time with Mum and our friend Mary Clifton. Coming back to Greensboro today, found several new caches, including one that led us on a tour of Reidsville's extensive and quite old Greenview Cemetery.
Wait. Did I say "wretched" up yonder? Hmm. I might have goofed....
4 comments:
Sounds like a great time, Mark! And that's a really nice foe-toe!
The Kincaid decrees that you're having too much fun. Stop that! =]
Beth: It was a hoot. Hope to do it again sometime.
Jack: It was an accident!
Thanks for the strumming and singing at the market. Joyce was very impressed. You're welcome to come hoot and holler at the farmer's market any Saturday.
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