I had planned to go with a few of the GBA 4×4 caching crew up to Red Bluff for a couple of days of off-road caching, but last night I just happened to check the fire situation. A lightning caused fire was burning right on one of the main roads we needed to take, so that run was canceled, and a trip to Carson City and Lake Tahoe substituted.
Everyone was going up on the 27th and returning on the 29th, but I decided to go up alone today because I wanted to return Saturday night so I could be at Chase’s baby dedication.
I drove up on highway 88 and picked up my first cache in Jackson. Every so often, I’d stop for one to break up the trip. I specifically stopped at Gayla Manor because we used to visit Nancy and Jerry there before they moved to North Carolina.
I was frustrated at Such a Tragedy. There was an obvious hiding location, but I didn’t see it. Maybe it is there, and I just need really long arms to feel, but not see, it. During the whole time I was searching, the mosquitos were having a feast on me. The nearby spring was a perfect breeding spot for them.
After I got checked in at the motel in Carson City, showered, and had dinner I realized I was tired enough I didn’t want to hunt anymore caches, so I called it a day.
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