Team No Dead Weight—
Old Rodan (a.k.a.
me),
Old Bloody Rob (a.k.a.
Rob), and
Ms.
Fishdownthestair (a.k.a.
Natalie) ventured forth on the geocaching
trail again today, this time around
High Rock Lake and
Salisbury,
NC. Primary target:
Eagle Point Preserve at High Rock Lake. We did
grab a fair number on the way and then in Salisbury proper afterward. The trail
at the preserve tried several times to reach up and drag us under prodigious
amounts of water, but we persevered and conquered 25 caches before the end of
the day.
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Ms. Fish finds something fishy.
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Victory didn't come easily at a few of the hides. The ones at which we figured
we'd spend the least amount of time occasionally proved the toughest for us to
find. That doesn't mean they were tough hides; only that
we had a hard
time finding them. One—a very obvious fake rock—eluded our gaze for lord knows
how many passes up and down that particular embankment. Another, in downtown
Salisbury, required a
PAF (phone-a-friend) to help us find a very obvious
real rock. Here we are, three experienced geocachers with nearly 18,000
cache finds between us, and we can't lay our hands without help on a container
that screams its location to us. Mercy. At least we weren't alone in this. We
received a call from a friend in Martinsville who couldn't find the cache even
though he practically had his hands on it. On the other hand, on a few
occasions, I spied something very subtle that led us where we needed to be, so
at least
part of the time, I felt like a real geocacher.
We did, at least, win at choosing a lunch destination.
The Smoke Pit BBQ
restaurant turned out to have some of the best beef brisket I've discovered
since the late, lamented
Blues BBQ Company in
Roanoke,
VA.
Their fried okra is the best I've had since my mom's, as well. Highly
recommended.
We found a few other cool things. An old church converted into a nice Italian
restaurant. The only tree in North Carolina boasting vibrant fall foliage. A
little park that provides spray paint cans so you can graffiti the place. After
I got done with it, I think a new entry to the
Black Lodge may have
opened up. Fire walk with me, if you please.
And so,
Team No Dead Weight has ridden again. We came, we saw, we rocked,
except....
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Possibly the only tree in North Carolina boasting brilliant fall foliage
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Nice transformation—once an old church, now an Italian restaurant
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House from Civil War days near downtown Salisbury
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At times, Team No Dead Weight might as well have been hunting like so.
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