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Geodashing: Oct04   Print  E-mail 
Contributed by Scout  
"This was not really on the way from one thing to another, but
sometimes if you pretend hard enough, a thing comes true. Besides,
by the time I got to where I WAS on the way to here, it was on the
way. See? It's convenient."

-- That's Geodashing with flask.

"The water looked almost too choppy to take my kayak out on, but
having come this far, and having paddled in worse conditions, I
decided to go for it. In fact, the water felt much warmer than the
air, which was a good thing, as I got quite wet during the launching
of my kayak. I made my way out the relatively short distance to with
the 100m circle which defined this point. The wind picked up as I
headed back to shore, and I was glad it was at my back; it made the
paddle go easily. However, as I got close to shore, a HUGE wave
came from behind and soaked me. I changed into dry clothes and
sipped hot chocolate from my thermos and felt brilliant, bold, and
very clever."

-- That's Geodashing on Lake Champlain with Mosaica

"At the x-point I found a path through the willows next to the
creek, jumped the creek, and climbed up a steep, snowy slope between
talus and a grove of spruce and fir. At the top of the slope there
was a bench between the trees and the cliffs above. From the bench I
had a bird's eye view of Mirror Lake, but still had to look up to
see the tops of the 13,000+ foot peaks to the east. I followed the
bench until I was opposite the dashpoint, and then dropped down into
the forest until I was within 15 m of the dashpoint. The altimeter
on my GPS read 11,277 ft (3,437 m) "

-- That's Geodashing with Ash Doge in Colorado


Game 40 of Geodashing was won by Llama League, followed by
GeoTerriers and Team GPS in the same order of finish as Game 39.
Individual honors again went to Jack Frickey, this time followed by
Dave Hinns and Douq Millar.

Game 40 saw 222 dashpoint hunts in twelve countries (United Arab
Emirates, Argentina, Australia, Austria, Belgium, Canada, Germany,
Estonia, Poland, Russia, the UK and the US). All the dashpoints in
Estonia were visited, a first for any country in any game.


A sampling of waypoints visited by Geodashing players this month:

along the UK's Wessex Ridgeway, an ancient path from Marlborough to
the south coast at Lyme Regis, a big favourite with walkers.

on the open plains of Argentina, with only small shrubs, some
guanacos (Patagonia llamas) and a big lizard to see.

35 meters from a main road in a forest in Estonia, near a frog

in an Australian paddock, home to two llamas, in Australia's gold-
mining and spa bath country northwest of Melbourne.

in the UK's Boxford Common, scored with a slight mist still present
and the sun just rising; pheasents everywhere and deer galore.

a mile off a Colorado highway, surrounded by just cows, cactus and

in the middle of the "Assiniboine Forest", a natural woodland within
the city of Winnipeg.

along a sandy deeply rutted 4WD track in Western Australia's
Beekeepers Nature Reserve.

across a failed vinyard in Washington, through a coulee filled with
tumble weeds and sage brush, across a harvested wheat field, and
finally onto a circular irrigated field of clover for hay.

up over 6500 feet in the volcano's caldera in Oregon's Newberry
National Volcanic Monument

on a steep forested hillside in the Columbia River Gorge National
Scenic Area.

by the largest waterfall in the UK, a 260m drop.

deep in the Florida Everglades on an Indian Reservation

on a small hill side in typical Great Basin country in Utah -- sage
brush, rabbit brush, pinion pine and juniper trees.

a third-of-a-mile up the steep washes, canyons and hills on the
flanks of California's Boney Mountain's south face.

in the land of oil wells and scrub brush of western Texas,
surrounded by nothing but knee-high scrub brush and dirt.

between two unnamed buttes in the Crooked River National Grassland,
155,000 acres of high desert prairies, buttes, riparian areas and
reservoirs in Oregon.

in the middle of the desert about 2 km off the E-11 highway about 16
km south of Jebel Ali, United Arab Emirates.

on a dirt road in California, near a small sign that says "Mystic
Oaks: Private Retreat" ("Well, the topo says Nudist Colony...").

A 5 minute walk from the U-bahn stop Ottakring among the tall
buildings and narrow streets of Vienna.

in front of a local gun and archers clubhouse in Belgium.

out of reach in Illinois' Joliet Arsenal.

on the grounds of the New Mexico State Penitentiary.

out of reach inside a military area in Poland, enclosed with two
lines of wall with barbed wire

near the back of Florida's St. Johns Greyhound Park.

just north of the football stadium of Wingate University in North

in a ploughed field near a folly, the UK's Racton Monument.

down a steep hill and in natural woods behind a house near
Nebraska's Ft. Calhoun nuclear power plant.

right on the tracks of Colorado's Manitou & Pikes Peak Cog Railway
to the summit of Pike's Peak.

in Missouri's Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery, graveyard for
150,000 people. From the dashpoint, white marble markers radiate out
in all directions.

along Australia's Remembrance Drive, west of Ballarat, lined with
trees bearing plaques memorializing a fallen soldier, trees too
numerous to count.

and across a one-lane covered bridge ("$1 fine for going faster than
a walk on covered bridge") in a Vermont mountain forest resplendent
with vibrant red, orange, and yellow leaves beginning now to tumble
to the ground,


"Geez! Am I obsessed, or am I? Is this peculiar pastime *so*
captivating that the thought of not scoring in a particular month
sends me into paroxysms of frustration? It would appear so. The
idea of driving more than 300 miles, using up a tank of gasoline (at
$2.299 a gallon!) and most of a mid-Fall day's allotment of
sunshine, just for a cruddy three points in a game that a miniscule
percentage of the world's population has ever *heard* of, let alone
played, is ludicrous on the face of it. The fact that I convinced
myself that this was a good way to spend a day speaks volumes to my
precarious mental condition. Ah, Sweet Insanity!"

-- That's Geodashing with chaosmanor.


Thanks to all the Geodashing players, whose many great reports are
quoted here, not always with proper attribution. Complete, original
reports are available on the Web site.

Last Updated ( 08:27 Thursday, 04 August 2005 UTC )


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