|A couple of miles into the hike, just under a mile from the summit. At the end of it all,|
I don't think any of us looked quite this fresh and enthusiastic.
|Bound for glory, or something such.|
The formations and view from Dragon's Tooth are spectacular. From the parking area, the elevation change is about 1,100 feet, and the main two Tuscarora quartzite spires at the summit each rise about 35 feet, at almost 90-degree angles from the surrounding terrain. Some of our number — mainly the younger ones — clambered all the way up to the crest of the biggest and sharpest tooth, while at least one of us older folk settled for tromping out on one of blunter molars — itself not a trivial formation, and guaranteed to send you to your death if you're not cautious along its edge. Needless to say, there were caches to be found on this excursion, and find them we did — only three for me today, but a trip such as this is all about quality over quantity, and that much we surely got.
Most interestingly, three of the group — "Kivotos" (a.k.a Noah) and "Fishercachers" (Leif and Bobbie) — are from Waynesboro, VA, and are acquainted with my good friends, writer Elizabeth Massie and artist Cortney Skinner, who are themselves avid geocachers. Geocaching communities do tend to overlap a lot, since most cachers end up traveling and meeting other cachers in oftentimes faraway places. That's just one of many very gratifying aspects of geocaching.
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|The easy part of the hike|
|Homestyle on the rocks|
|Down in the valley, valley so low — viewed from my perch on the "molar."|
|The road barely visible at the base of the ridge is Newport Road, where my|
brother lived a couple of decades ago.
|"Hey, Rodan! Does this rock make my butt look big?" Well, that's what Audra|
hollered from up there, yes she did.