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Geodashing: Dec04   Print  E-mail 
Contributed by Scout  

"Behind there was left a good Estonian traditional meal on Christmas
table at night, so this 2,3 km walk there and back was helping to get
over it. Violin was still in my ears heard in church at morning, nature
was so white, everything covered with frosty, -6C cold. Perfect."

-- That's Christmas Geodashing with Nodsutours in Estonia

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Game 42 of Geodashing was won in a squeaker by GeoTerriers, three points
ahead of Llama League, in a reversal of last month's close finish. By a
single point, the yUCKsters squeaked by Geopeitus.ee to finish third.
Individual honors went to McMeander, thanks to a mad holiday dash in
wintry conditions from Massachusetts to Ohio. Geodasher was second and
Dashing Dog Mac and Madam Dash tied for third.

Game 42 saw 200 dashpoint hunts in seven countries (Australia, Brazil,
Canada, Estonia, Latvia, the United Kingdom and the United States).

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A sampling of waypoints visited by Geodashing players this month:

on a slope between California's Firestone winery and the road, in
amongst the vines ("Scoring a dashpoint and some fine wine at the same
time is just about as good as it gets.")

in the front yard of a bungalow in Metro Porto Alegre, Brazil,
surrounded by a hundred potted plants scattered around the yard

in a snow-covered forest of mature Ponderosa pines in Deschutes National
Forest, Oregon

near the highest point in Gloucestershire, an escarpment rising over the
River Severn, with an ancient hillfort on top

on the ridge of a bluff just outside an airport in San Diego,
California.

unreachable, a mile down a private road winding through oaks and
sycamores at the bottom of a narrow, rocky canyon in California

in the slow, westbound lane of I-40 in Albuquerque ("A guilt find. So
much to see in the area and I find a point on a freeway between concrete
sound barriers")

near an old mine shaft on a hill in California, four miles down a dirt
road designed for off-road vehicles

near an opencast mining area near the village of Normanby in the UK

on the long drive of an alpaca stud farm in the hills east of Melbourne

inside a fenced-in pasture in Utah where horses where grazing ("well,
not actually grazing but pawing the snow-covered ground looking for
something to eat")

in the front yard of a ranch style home in Florida, next door to the
Sheridan Oaks Stables

next to a mobile home in Colorado ("It wasn’t a million dollar home, but
it had a million dollar view")

on the grounds of the Divine Word Seminary in California

in a small office building in Colorado, outside of which is a colony of
prairie dogs, who bark an alarm at the approach of Geodashing players

near a small billabong surrounded by eucalypts in Victoria

across the street from a Christmas tree lot at California's Southland
Mall

near the corner of Bahama and Ceylon in Aurora, Colorado ("These names
taunted me cruelly as I stood in the snow on the high plains, 800 miles
from the nearest ocean.")

unreachable, behind the locked gates of Maryland's Aberdeen Proving
Grounds

next to a large concrete supply warehouse on the naval base in Gulfport,
Mississippi

in the sand dunes of eastern Colorado ("like walking across a beach,
with the important exception of the cactus every few feet")

seven hundred meters down a muddy road in Nebraska and into a field
("Despite having been to lots of remote places in Nebraska Geodashing
this one might take the prize as the most remote, absolutely nothing
around at the point itself.")

near Boomahnoomoonah, Victoria (no, the keys are not stuck on my
keyboard), past a farmer driving a herd of 200 sheep on the unmade
Chappell Road

only 200 meters from where the town center of San Felipe was, the
capital of Stephen F. Austin's Anglo colony, the second largest city in
Texas in the 1830s.

in Western Australia bushland, down different overgrown, seldom-used,
unnamed tracks, finally leading to the dashpoint, as well as hundreds of
different varieties of birds, including black cockatoos

on the grounds of a primary school just down the hill from Sham Castle,
a folly overlooking Bath

on a golf course in Bowral, New South Wales, boyhood home of the
legendary Sir Donald Bradman ("the best cricketer ever to walk onto a
cricket ground in any part of the whole wide world" - Bill O'Reilly,
former Test Cricketer)

in a West Virginia cemetery, final resting place of a member of the
Lewis and Clark expedition that explored the American West

on the boundary of the Seal Conservation Park on Kangaroo Island in
South Australia, scored from a walking track through impenetrable scrub
composed of a tangle of ti tree, native grasses, saplings and other
vegetation.

a few meters into the surf on Mustang Island along Texas' Gulf Coast,
near a group of campers whose tent pitched on the firmly packed sand was
just a few meters outside the magic 100m scoring circle

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"At 8:20 pm [on New Year's Eve] we left the car and started our walk at
bog. It was a little bit freezing - minus 3-5°C cold, sky full of
million stars and moon lightening our way. There was lots of snow and
empty places, where our foots have lost in deepness. Forest became
tenuous and the moon took a lead to show us a way to the dashpoint, so
GPS had only one purpose to say how far we are from zero-point. Passing
the bog was very heavy - we changed places after time to time - so one
was making a way to others and this changing took place more and more
frequently. Foots becoming wet because of the caving in to bog's
deepness where only water was. We tried to avoid that, but through this
thick snow, it was not possible to know where was a right place to step.
We felt hot, loss of water from body was fast, our reserve has emptied
quickly, but snow had gave us to drink and also bog's trench water. How
much we tried to get zero-point before midnight, but 11:56 pm we were
inside the limit of dashpoint, zero-point in a range of sight. In any
case, our goal was fulfilled - we celebrated the dashpoint taking and a
change of the year with champagne."

-- That's New Year's Geodashing with Nodsutours, Kaits747 and leiva.

This month's Geodashing advice comes from Dashing Dog Mac: "The sign
said 'Shut the Gate', which I took to mean 'Welcome'".

And in the category of roadside signs that would make good Geodashing
slogans: "Good Idea, Bad Location" (spotted by Michael Head on a sign
opposing some local construction project in New York)
 
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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.

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About Geodashing: Geodashing is a game in which players use GPS
receivers on a playing field that covers the entire planet. The
waypoints, or dashpoints, to be reached are randomly selected. The win
goes to who can get to the most dashpoints; that is, if you can get to
them at all! Each game has a new set of dashpoints making each game
different and unpredictable. For more information and to play, visit
http://GPSgames.org .
 

Last Updated ( 08:26 Thursday, 04 August 2005 UTC )


 
 

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