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Geodashing: Jun05   Print  E-mail 
Contributed by Scout  

"The dashpoint seemed to be on a slight ridgeline and I could see
forever in all directions.  The flat landscape was covered with bright
green sage with occasional Juniper and Pine stands.  Numerous small
buttes of volcanic origin could be seen.  Various spring storms were
passing through the area.  I could hear the thunder and see the giant
cumulus clouds threaten the otherwise peaceful setting.  It was a great
day to be out here."

-- That's Geodashing with "Has no Horse" in Oregon


"So I should say, for posterity, that it was raining every last second
of our trip. Now, I donít mean a little rain. Not the gentle refreshing
sprinkle you donít mind keeping your window open ever so slightly
through. I'm talking about wrath of god pouring rain, smashing down upon
us with great fury and furious anger. Ok, so it was raining a bit. The
roads started to get a bit rough, and then the pavement slowly melted
away into a stew of rocks, sand and mud. We passed a few houses, as we
decended deeper into the middle of nowhere. David and I arrived at a
crossroads as it were. There, at the corner of creepy and really spooky
there was a lone street sign. A warning sign to be exact. It said
simply, 'ANIMALS'.  We started driving down the path. The car hopped
along dragging its undercarriage through the mounds of dirt and rocks,
until we got just about even with our mark. There was just one hitch. We
were too far away to hit the mark. David started to remove his seatbelt.
I said, 'what the hell do you think you're doing?' He stated that he was
going to get out of the car, and I reminded him of our one word warning.
'ANIMALS, man! Donít get outta the car!' He thought about it for a
moment and put the car into reverse.  With my head out in the pouring
rain directing the car, we slowly made our way back to the tiny
intersection. As we drove away in defeat, I mumbled one word.

-- That's Geodashing with evil_dave in Massachusetts


Game 48 of Geodashing was won by "Llama League", their second win in a
row. Second place went to "GeoTerriers" and third place to "Home for the

Individual honors went to Douq Millar, who took us on a grand tour of
Colorado and Wyoming. McMeanderer was second and Dave Hinns was third.

Game 48 saw 186 dashpoint hunts in 11 countries (Australia, Brazil,
Canada, Estonia, France, Japan, Latvia, Poland, South Africa, UK, and
the USA).


A sampling of waypoints visited by Geodashing players this month:

in California's Gaviota State Park, right on US 101 and very near a
highway tunnel (almost our first dashpoint scored underground).

and 1000 kilometers away in Oregon, inside the delapidated Lazy J Motel,
also within 100 meters of the same highway US 101

and in between, also on US 101, in California's Humboldt Redwoods State
Park, home to some of the tallest trees on earth, some of them thousands
of years old

in a field of very damp oil seed rape about 100 meters from the UK's
Buckworth Church

near the road, in a corn field, just after the last farm in a little
village called "Les Foussets", France

in flat Illinois farm country, where ankle-high corn stalks are visible
in all directions as far as the eye can see

in Wyoming, between Laramie and Rock Springs and in the middle of
nowhere, home to antelope, wild horses, a baby killdeer and a horned

in Oregon, in someone's horse trailer parked next to his barn

in New Jersey, near a pond surrounded with bull rushes containing a
whole gang of bull frogs, singing and having a blast in the late

down a seasonal road in Michigan, guarded by some of the most
bloodthirsty mosquitos ever

on Massachusetts' Plum Island Wildlife Refuge, where access to the
dashpoint was forbidden because "the ticks are vegetating" !

in the Oregon high desert with obsidian chips scattered all over the
ground, reflecting in the sun like broken glass

in the thick forest of Virginia's Mason Neck State Park and Wildlife
Preserve on a large peninsula in the Potomac River

at the very top of Alberta's Bighorn Mountain, recovering from a long
ago forest fire that left a mishmash of fallen trees and new growth

in the mountains northeast of Melbourne, where the dirt road provides
beautiful views of the Cathedral Ranges in the distance

in Poland in a big meadow with chest-high grass waving in the wind

at a bend in the road right before heading into Fort Vermillion,
Alberta, a new northernmost dashpoint in Canada

in western Kansas, oil country but also lots of wheat, where trees are
scarce and the country is featureless, flat, dry and hot

near enormous tree ferns in a gully along the creek of Victoria,
Australia's Mornington Peninsula National Park

in California's Santa Teresa County Park, whose high ground affords an
excellent view of the southern part of Silicon Valley

in a red brick and yellow sided house in Dousman, Wisconsin, a region of
immaculately kept dairy farms on kettle-and-kame topography, thanks to
the most recent advance and retreat of the continental glaciers

just off the road between Bodega and Bodega Bay, California, setting for
Alfred Hitchcock's movie, The Birds

in the greenbelt running through Port Elizabeth, South Africa

in Latvia, near a nice Baltic beach where people were flying the dragon
and sun bathing, nearby a former military territory of trenches and
bunkers in the sand drifts and pine trees

in the UK just off the Fosseway, the old Roman road heading north from

within 100 meters of the northbound lane of Interstate 55 heading into
downtown Chicago

in the car lot of Mitsubishi's North American production facility in
Normal, Illinois

deep inside an electrical substation near Porto Alegro, Brazil

in Las Vegas, about three miles west of the Luxor Casino, whose light
beam is the most powerful in the world (GD48-ALUX)

near an old oak next to St Michael's Church in Boulge, UK.

and under a Buddha statue in the front yard of a house in Florida.


In the category of smart decisions, there's this report from Ash Doge:

"I saw the first snow at 9,700 feet, and by the time I got to 10,500
feet, drifts across the road prevented me from driving any further. I
was still six and a half miles from the dashpoint, but I decided to
attempt it anyway.  My hike got off to a bad start when I slipped on
some frozen snowmelt and fell. A mile further on, the snow completely
covered the road, and I put on my snowshoes. I emerged from the forest
into a large snowy bowl. When I reached the top of the bowl, I turned
around and was treated to a panoramic view of the snow-capped Vasquez
Mountains and the verdant Fraser River valley far below. This was the
highlight of my journey. I continued upward to Rollins Pass. When I was
level with Deadman Lake, I stopped to check my GPS. I was still 3 miles
from the dashpoint. The warm sun had softened the snow, and even with
snowshoes on, I occasionally broke through the crust and sank to my
knees. I didnít think I had enough energy to make it to the dashpoint
and back again, so I turned around. (Or maybe the name of the lake
intimidated me ;) If only this dashpoint had waited until July or August
to land there."


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.


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 .


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