Another FTF and a new cache placed
This is the Profile of my hike:
I placed a cache on my way up the hill and from there, this is the view of the boulder-strewn Lawson Peak.
From that vantage point, you can see the location of four of my "peak-top" caches.
After crossing over the saddle and starting down the other side, I got this "backside" view of Lawson Peak.
When I look at that pile of boulders, it is hard to believe I have been on the top, not just once, but twice . . .
On my way back down the hill I met a guy doing some 4-wheeling up the challenging Jeep trail. Of course I bent his ear for a long time, telling him all about Geocaching. I hope he signs up. We could use more people with great 4WD vehicles, with lockers, for some of our adventures.
At the bottom, there was a vehicle, with Virginia license plates, parked there. I wondered where the people where since I didn't see anyone else on the trail. Soon, the father and two boys came down the trail, and as I talked to him, his wife and daughter caught up. They had climbed Lawson Peak . . . I was incredulous, until the father said they are "Fourteeners" and have all been to the top of Mt. Whitney, as well as the top of many other over 14,000 foot peaks . . . Compared to their other climbs, Lawson must have been an easy summit.
We had an interesting conversation, and of course I told them about Geocaching. I hope they sign up. They are such adventurers, if they do sign up and ever place any caches, they will be rated '4' or above for Terrain.
When I got home, I couldn't believe how good I felt. I was physically tired, but the usual brain fatigue wasn't present. I guess I need to go for a long, strenous hike every day in order to feel really well . . . and truly alive.
Now that the weather has cooled off, I won't have a valid excuse for not going for either a hike or bike ride every day. It would be great if I could do that . . .
My thanks to "lostguy" for placing the cache where he did. It was really a fun hike, and a fun adventure trying to find the path to the location . . .