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Location

The hash was located a few miles south of Highway 380, between Denton and McKinney, only about 10 miles as the crow flies from my house. It was next to a pond in the middle of a horse pasture.

Participants

Neimster and his (as yet non-wiki) friend Jackson

Plans

Mostly spontaneous. I had noticed how close the hash for the day was that morning and I contacted Jackson about it later that day.

Expedition

We made it to the area quite quickly, as I live less than 10 miles away from it. Once within a mile, we stopped at a house that we assumed belonged to the owner of the land where the coordinates were located. We knocked on the door (with some anxiety, after all, Texas is known for its *ahem* personal protection habits), and a man and answered. He was very cooperative, but we were soon able to deduce that our hash was beyond the limits of his property. Not discouraged, we followed the road along until we reached the next most likely place for the owner of the property to live. We drove up the driveway and back to the barn, and upon entering the barn, encountered a Hispanic stable hand, who spoke nearly no English. He called up to the property owner's house, and we explained over the phone, briefly, what geohashing was and why we wanted access to his land. Permission was granted and Jackson and I entered to horse pasture. After a walk of .25 to .5 miles, and the crossing of multiple fences, we finally reached the spot. It was located in a grove of trees near a small pond that, due to the huge drought the area was experiencing, was all but non-existent. Our first ever expedition was successful! We were overjoyed, almost enough to forget that there were horses around and that we didn't want to be run over. Overall, a great time and a successful hunt.

Photos

"We've done it!!!"
"I know.... this is sweet! Why is going to a random location so fun?"
At this point we started just doing poses. I've narrowed this one down to either "The Thinker" or some ill-fated attempt at Tebowing.
It's anyone's guess what he was trying to do here. An attempt at owling, perhaps? Might I say, in the language of the times, "YOUR [sic] DOING IT WRONG."