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Revision as of 19:58, 15 July 2022
| Thu 14 Jul 2022 in 39,-86: 39.7988281, -86.2140834 geohashing.info google osm bing/os kml crox |
Location
1.8 miles northeast of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, possibly close enough to hear it when races are underway at 100-130 decibels - the sound of 700 horsepower at 200+ miles per hour!
Participants
Hope and Intrepid Husband, with ambient noise provided by Large Barking Dog.
Plans
Checked the hashpoints over coffee, fully anticipating to find them in the middle of corn or soybean fields throughout the state, and was happily surprised to see that it was sited in the Eagledale, Indianapolis area. Not just in an accessible location, but a fun location - Centennial & Groff Park and Splash Pad! All evening plans and corresponding responsibilities were belayed in the service of an adventure to the hashpoint.
Expedition
A not-particularly scenic trip via the Orange Construction-Coned Wonderland of 465 expedited arrival at Speedway, Indiana, and with some pothole dodging East on 10th street and some unintentional swerving in the direction of the Mug-n-Bun Drive In's siren song, we reached Centennial & Groff Park. The only other park user was a frisbee-throwing dude and his dogs who were clearly not seeking the hashpoint but possibly wondering why I was holding my phone and doing something resembling the Rumba Box Step Dance in the street (trust me, not something you'd want to behold). Turns out, this was the trip in which I learned that the GPS on my phone teleports me randomly around once within three meters of the hashpoint. That meant that when I breathed or leaned slightly in any direction, all bets were off as to where I was in relation to the hashpoint. Intrepid Husband was a diligent and supportive traffic spotter, until we called it close enough at 4.19 meters, despite being within 0.8 meters one inhalation previously. Splash Pad was not operating and it was hot enough to scald skin on the playground equipment, so with discretion being the better part of valor in this instance we opted for dinner at the Mug-n-Bun, a Speedway tradition since 1960.
Photos
Semi-Elusive Hashpoint]]
Hashproof]]
View to the Southeast and Invisible Splashpad]]
Achievements
