After spending a pretty physical day on Saturday following Pink Panther around in the freezing cold, I was more than ready for the less physical Sunday which Sherry of Dogs with Wings and I had planned. But the day didn't start out too well. Our plans had not been totally finalized and because I had fallen asleep right after coming home on Saturday, I missed the instant messages from Sherry to set a meeting time. Then when I did wake up after midnight and came down to see these messages and that she was still online, I couldn't get my mouse to work and by the time that was functioning, she had signed off. So I sent an email in the hopes that she would check it in the morning and figured that I needed to go back to bed for a little more sleep. After checking that my bag was ready, my clues were printed and my food was replenished, I climbed back in bed - only to not be able to sleep and got up again and played around to see what other boxes would be in the area we were visiting. Aha! Radetoan had planted two new boxes and they were pretty much drivebys.
I printed off the clues to those also and added them to my packet and decided that I could find those in the dark and that I could leave right away instead of trying to sleep some more. So, I hauled everything out to my car, set up my GPS and off I went. Got to King of Prussia and knew that I needed a hint as to where to go next, checked out my computer and the GPS was dead. Pulled off the side of the road to set it up again and proceded to head to Bensalem. Got within a few miles of my anticipated exit and my GPS was dead again. Pulled off the road to set it up again. Got near the neighborhood where my first box was and looked to see which street I needed to turn on and my GPS was dead. Pulled off the road again and set it up AGAIN and managed to find the little park where Wild Animal was hidden and grabbed my bag and clues ....whoa....where were the clues? Searched frantically through all of the stuff I had thrown in the car and finally remembered pulling my packet out to add the two new Radetoan clues and never placing it back in my bag. So all of my clues were laying safely on my desk at home, 90 miles away. Now what was I going to do. I looked around me and noticed that I was in a development that Pink Panther would dub "Smurf Village" - full of new identical houses that looked as though they were occupied by young families. And young families are often into computers and someone in the neighborhood must have an unsecured wireless network. So I drove up and down the streets in search of a network for my laptop and was successful on the third street that I tried. I quickly copied the clues to Wild Animal and decided to try the same trick if I had time to get to the next Radetoan box.
In spite of my scribbled notes, I was able to quickly find Wild Animal and, of course, was first finder. Who else would be out at 6:30 on a below freezing Sunday morning when they could be safe and sound in their warm beds. I am happy to report that the first carvings I had found by Radetoan were not a fluke. Wild Animal is also a very nicely carved stamp. Someone in their family has mastered the carving curve very quickly. After finding this box and checking my watch, I decided that it would be best if I proceded to our meeting place , even if it meant being early. With my luck this day, I was afraid that I wouldn't get there at all.
This was good planning on my part because my GPS kicked out time after time on my way to the Bucks County Haunts: The Witching Chair. As I drove across the border into New Jersey, I had a strong feeling that I was in the wrong location again. I returned to Pennsylvania and managed to find Bristol before it died again. By this time I was a little bored with the constant start and stop process that my mapping program was requiring so I decided to just try to find my own way to the box. Little did I know that Bristol consists of dozens of one way teeny tiny streets and that this was not going to be an easy task. But I finally did find the right location. Fortunately, this time I was able to retrieve a saved copy of the clues from my computer. Sherry hadn't arrived at the meeting spot yet so I decided to find the box myself and let her look for it when she arrived. I found the landmark mentioned in the clues and used the timer on my camera to take a few shots of me in the haunted chair before looking for the box. When I did go for the box, I was totally upset that it appeared to be missing. I went back and checked the clues again and went back to the location for the box and found.....Nathan did a wonderful job of disguising this box in a really open location. (oh, as if I needed to mention it, this stamp is another tiny Cyclonic creation.) Since people were beginning to arrive for church services, I stamped in my car and returned the box and waited for Sherry to arrive. She did and had her picture taken and looked for the box and also marveled at Nathan's ingenuity in the disguise. And we were on to our next adventure.
I printed off the clues to those also and added them to my packet and decided that I could find those in the dark and that I could leave right away instead of trying to sleep some more. So, I hauled everything out to my car, set up my GPS and off I went. Got to King of Prussia and knew that I needed a hint as to where to go next, checked out my computer and the GPS was dead. Pulled off the side of the road to set it up again and proceded to head to Bensalem. Got within a few miles of my anticipated exit and my GPS was dead again. Pulled off the road to set it up again. Got near the neighborhood where my first box was and looked to see which street I needed to turn on and my GPS was dead. Pulled off the road again and set it up AGAIN and managed to find the little park where Wild Animal was hidden and grabbed my bag and clues ....whoa....where were the clues? Searched frantically through all of the stuff I had thrown in the car and finally remembered pulling my packet out to add the two new Radetoan clues and never placing it back in my bag. So all of my clues were laying safely on my desk at home, 90 miles away. Now what was I going to do. I looked around me and noticed that I was in a development that Pink Panther would dub "Smurf Village" - full of new identical houses that looked as though they were occupied by young families. And young families are often into computers and someone in the neighborhood must have an unsecured wireless network. So I drove up and down the streets in search of a network for my laptop and was successful on the third street that I tried. I quickly copied the clues to Wild Animal and decided to try the same trick if I had time to get to the next Radetoan box.
In spite of my scribbled notes, I was able to quickly find Wild Animal and, of course, was first finder. Who else would be out at 6:30 on a below freezing Sunday morning when they could be safe and sound in their warm beds. I am happy to report that the first carvings I had found by Radetoan were not a fluke. Wild Animal is also a very nicely carved stamp. Someone in their family has mastered the carving curve very quickly. After finding this box and checking my watch, I decided that it would be best if I proceded to our meeting place , even if it meant being early. With my luck this day, I was afraid that I wouldn't get there at all.
This was good planning on my part because my GPS kicked out time after time on my way to the Bucks County Haunts: The Witching Chair. As I drove across the border into New Jersey, I had a strong feeling that I was in the wrong location again. I returned to Pennsylvania and managed to find Bristol before it died again. By this time I was a little bored with the constant start and stop process that my mapping program was requiring so I decided to just try to find my own way to the box. Little did I know that Bristol consists of dozens of one way teeny tiny streets and that this was not going to be an easy task. But I finally did find the right location. Fortunately, this time I was able to retrieve a saved copy of the clues from my computer. Sherry hadn't arrived at the meeting spot yet so I decided to find the box myself and let her look for it when she arrived. I found the landmark mentioned in the clues and used the timer on my camera to take a few shots of me in the haunted chair before looking for the box. When I did go for the box, I was totally upset that it appeared to be missing. I went back and checked the clues again and went back to the location for the box and found.....Nathan did a wonderful job of disguising this box in a really open location. (oh, as if I needed to mention it, this stamp is another tiny Cyclonic creation.) Since people were beginning to arrive for church services, I stamped in my car and returned the box and waited for Sherry to arrive. She did and had her picture taken and looked for the box and also marveled at Nathan's ingenuity in the disguise. And we were on to our next adventure.
That being said, I have to admit that the last time I rode a train was when my sister went to Philadelphia College of Pharmacy and Science and Laura was a really little girl. We would get the train in the nice warm cozy (did I mention warm?) train station in Lancaster and ride to Philly to spend weekends with my sister. I had visions of the same type of day for Sherry and me, thinking about what a perfect trip this would be for a cold, windy (did I mention cold?) day. Well, the picture below shows Sherry standing in one of the train "stations". No heat, no bathrooms, no food. Just nice fresh cold air. The train system is completely automated. You buy your ticket at a little computer at the station and when the train comes you punch it yourself in another machine located at the station. There are warnings all around that there would be periodic checks of the tickets by a real human being and we did have one such check. The ticket is good for two hours and you can ride all you want for that time frame before buying a new ticket.
You look so happy in that picture!
ReplyDeleteWell, this may explain why you missed a few other treasures hidden around Bristol. Next Time! And I may be home to beat on as well.
I have to go over and do the train searies, it looks wonderful. Ahh, but to find the time.
Yeah, pretty much if you've gone over the river, you're not in PA anymore! Although you can find a piece of DE on the far side ;)
ReplyDeleteThe train series sounds like a blast! A must-do for a nice day. Thanks for the suggestion.
Sheba